If our love was untrue ‑
Then I wouldn’t turn sad and blue;
When I’m not with you.
For you, my love is strong;
If we work together, it’ll last long.
When we’re together our love glows,
Our love, with time grows.
If trouble would arise,
let it be no surprise;
That I would assist you,
Sweetthing ‑ it’s true.
When I smell your perfume;
It sends me dreamin’ & outta this room.
People say I’m deranged;
yet, everyone’s a little strange.
wil becker
1991
