I never did sing you a love song
I only sang phrases in time
I never did write you a sonnet
I just laid my cards down in rhymes
Up and down the river, so many boats to ride
Yet precious few deliver the goods that we need to survive
I never spoke falsely or crossly
I never put tears in your eyes
And you never shattered my lonely heart
You never deceived me with lies
And yet somehow I seem to recall I stood in my sleep for a while
Dreaming of a river man exchanging my life for a smile |
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