This leap year celebration
I remember;
Across the restaurant,
He puts his arm around her
A kiss on the cheek
The warmth of young love;
Ah, it’s not for the meek
It’s truly from above
Here we are, in the same venue
Still sharing a meal
But for love’s sake
We treat it like a deal
If Bob Dylan says
Love is in vain
Why do I still wait
To be wrecked like a train
So I plead, never again
True love comes
But only with the rain
Enough for this lifetime
I don’t need the crumbs
Please, please
Lock me up
Throw away the key
So that love
Doesn’t find its way into me.
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