Another bad choice It’s not about luck I’ve got to stop putting Myself in this muck I fell for her comfort Her warmth and her wit I should have known better I feel such a twit I opened myself up I know that I shouldn’t If I wasn’t a softie
The Policeman’s Farewell
A short little note to say but goodbye It’s better on paper as think I might cry The songs we did sing will stretch memories far As there’s no more Ta-Ran and no more Ta-Ra I’ve made some good friends and I’m willing to bet The times we have had
Thoughts Of The Heart
To you I’m in debt But it’s one I can’t pay There’s lots in my mind That I know I can’t say A feeling I had once I thought was long gone But when you’re around me I know it lives on I know I can’t tell you The things
Love Is A Fire
She leant on my shoulder And what did I feel? I felt a warm feeling I wished wasn’t real I know now it’s true What Harold did say I am still in love In a fairly big way It’s becoming pure torture To see her each time When I know
A Sweet Little Poem
A sweet little poem, For someone like you. To make you feel happy, And never be blue. Your beautiful laugh, Your wonderful smile, Would make nearly any man, Run a four minute mile. So if you are lonely, And things look real glum, Turn to a real friend, A buddy