Letters to the editor Won't you please put my picture in the Sunday edition On the front page headline Take my words and run it Cause I'm running out of time You got to help me make her believe that I still want her You've got to help me make her believe that I still love her Well it's time that I start begging What am I to do now that I've done everything that I can do? I'm through living I've arrived at the dead end At that old stone wall You got to help me make her believe that I still want her You've got to help me make her believe that I still love her You got to help me make her believe that I still want her You've got to help me make her believe that I still love her You got to help me make her believe that I still want her You've got to help me make her believe that I still love her