All apologies my good ol' friend
we haven't met in a while
for I come to you just at times, now that's the trend,
times when all I have is myself and none for a mile
It's a rainy cold winter lonesome night
Pictures gathered withered away
away with the wind but in silence I'll fight
fight will I for I know they haven't gone a long way
I'll walk the deserts n swim the oceans
cos I've clicked those pictures....of you n me!!
Babe, you say you wont come to me; but in patience
I'll paint you a picture so beautiful you'll see!!
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