Friday, January 8, 2010

the year was not important

Until it passed me by

it came and went like the blink of the eye

the first time i came across you

I was lost and lonely

when i heard your voice you brought me back to life

when you sang your thoughts i thought you must have heard my own

you swept me off my feet

i couldnt bear to turn you down

or live the day without your melody

you were comfortable

you were my 1983

on an 18 year delay


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