Bum Notes
The thought of you lays by my side
I turn away with a heavy sigh
Your face seems painted on my eyes
For I know I promised lullaby's
I thought you'd want to hear me sing
Such bad luck these songs did bring
The notes don't sound so mesmerising
In the cold, harsh light of morning.
Copyright © Jodie Williams | Year Posted 2013
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