The way I look, the things I do you overlook, you have no clue.
Oh, to be loved.
What I know and what I've learned you always act so unconcerned.
On, to be loved.
When I feel bad, when I'm in pain all you do is add to the strain.
Oh, to be loved.
All I feel is loneliness, but you could care less.
Oh, to be loved.
Oh, to be loved, oh, to be cared for - what I long for more and more.
Oh, to be loved, to have someone - relationship begun.
What if Charles Wesley Had Written Joy to the World?
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Charles Wesley doesn’t need anybody to stick up for him when it comes to
Christmas songs: The man gave us Hark the Herald Angels Sing, after all.
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