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I saw your picture in the Evening Standard:you were wearing your battle dress.I really must confessthat I shed a silent smile for you -it had really blown my mind,I wonder, are you still so kind?
Are you still so pure?
There are other rhymes around here somewhere,but I'm not sure how they fit...
Jenny, penny for your thoughts, I wonder how you'rethinking now;I hesitate to visualise: our worlds are much toodifferent,that's a sign of the times.
Time was when I read your cardsand wrote the numbers in the dust;I can't remember what they were, but anyhow,I missed the cuspso, so long, and so, goodbye
Do you think I'll recognise you by your hairor by you mind now?
We start out togetherbut the paths all divide:when there areno more crossroads
I open my eyesand find I'm walking on alonethrough the snowy cold...I wonder if I'll make it through the night?I'm an author and an actor too;you're a model in the zoo...I'm just thinking on which side of the bars
I'm looking through.
If I prophesied an avalancewould you wait and call my bluff?
If I gave you just a little songwould that be enoughto save your lifeor is the knife already turning in my hand?
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