Twisted Time
When we go out you want to know
What time we’ll be back and where will we go
I say for a meal or maybe a show
We’ll be back soon; we just go with the flow
But when you go out and are going to be late
How come you never reciprocate?
You go out of the door without a by your leave
Are you with Peter or maybe with Steve?
I know you are sensible not easily lead
But the hours tick by and I head off to bed
The clock winks at me; and the hours pass by
I’m starting to worry I just want to cry
I get up for some caffeine free tea
And look at the clock it’s gone half past three
So I return to bed and try and sleep
Each time I turn over it’s at the clock I peep
It’s now half past five and I’m starting to worry
No phone call or text, oh why don’t you hurry
Finally I hear the key turn in the lock
I breathe a sigh of relief and can ignore the clock.
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