Thursday, 18 October 2012

Yesterdays Love


 Yesterday love felt fantastically right
He killed it as the clocks struck midnight

Now he wants to be friends
Play a game of pretend

Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait

Yesterdays love was strong
As romantic as a sweet classical song
No indication of darkness in the passing light
He killed the love as the clocks struck midnight

Now he is the perfect stranger
Operating again as a lone ranger

Sweet yesterdays love
Todays love came late
Tomorrow will be a sad never-ending wait


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