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Our goodbye, on the Northen Line.
For Robyn.
Your arms wrapped round me
Tighter then rope
Time slowed
Never let go,
A kiss I missed
A hand to bold to hold
These chances I missed
Will never grow old,
Because your denial is the reason I’ll never find a girl sweeter then you,
And all the music of The underground
Which I’ll never let go
Will cry forever of;
A day almost missed
A Girl
A Boy
Whose lips long to meet
Our Goodbye on the Northern Line
Was just the start.
Your arms wrapped round me
Tighter then rope
Time slowed
Never let go,
A kiss I missed
A hand to bold to hold
These chances I missed
Will never grow old,
Because your denial is the reason I’ll never find a girl sweeter then you,
And all the music of The underground
Which I’ll never let go
Will cry forever of;
A day almost missed
A Girl
A Boy
Whose lips long to meet
Our Goodbye on the Northern Line
Was just the start.
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