Missing You
I’ll always think of you
now I’m wild in the country,
you know I’m just a poor boy
from Memphis Tennessee,
lonely without a lover doll,
trying to patch it up, this life!
Paralyzed I am, yet please
tell me why, when one night
with you in the ghetto,
my blue moon turns to gold.
I know! It’s the wonder of you
not only your blue suede shoes
but your burning love, that gives
no time to reconsider baby.
Hope! You’ll always
wear my ring, I’m sure you know
I’m playing for keeps,
so baby let’s play house
no one sided love affair here,
You’re young and beautiful
and that’s alright when the
next step is love, especially
without suspicious minds.
No Heartbreak Hotel! For us
just a promise of “Love me tender”
Whilst “I’m loving you”
© Harry J Horsman 1999
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2010
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