Bruce Springsteen

I'm ever so sad
I'm still
Missing my mate

I'm ever so sad
I'm still
Missing my lion

I miss him
He misses me too

So different
Yet so the same
He's cut me away
He has to
As away from me
He's cut
Anyway


I hate him

For how treated I am


I love him

Coz apparently

The we both know the end


.......I just hope it's a field
Surrounded by trees
And flowers that bees love
We'll lay in a cathedral
Made only of trees

Maybe in summer

Hot but

With a breeze


......sing Tracy chapman and Lennon
talk about things



I just miss my friend
Like redemption shawshank


I just miss my friend


He's all that I have

But he's got more than me


I'm number four on his list



How long must I wait
Or do I give up


Bruce Springsteen reminds me


...... the way my mum brought me up


That's just the way it is

Some things will never change