Taking You Back
Once, twice, three times I took you back
Common sense, it seemed, was what I lacked
Saying your sorry, time after time
My stupidity, should be called a crime
Each Of these incidents, was my fault
Even when you, were the one getting caught
Looking back, each of your mistakes
Equaled another, individual heartbreak
Threw out your clothes and your shoes
Figured I'd paid, more than my dues
But, if happiness, can't seem to be had
How much do I need, to be constantly sad
You don't know, what it is you need
But on my sympathy, you'll no longer feed
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Smell of your hair
rolling over in bed this night
I found a little hidden delight
for on the pillow I smelled your hair
making me wish that you were still there
memories of our time spent together
and how your hair tickled my nose like a feather
made me long for your joyful presence
though you've been gone for a month since
flooding my mind with your laughter and smile
still makes me wish you'd not been gone this long while
will I ever get over you? now, only time will tell
having lived through our breakup, has been total hell
even though my heart continues to billow
each time I smell your hair on your pillow
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Summer's Child
Looking outside on a hot summer's day
Children run to each others homes to play
The air is filled with screams and laughter
In their adult years, they'll remember it forever after
Sweaty and out of breath, they run to me
Asking for some water or iced tea
Happy to sit and tell me of their day
Even though now, my hair is all grey
Wondrous events and all the new toys
Laughter coming from girls and boys
How innocent their existence is today
When they have nothing to do but play
How we long for such simpler times
To forget them, would be a crime
Yearning for the past and the memory
Of how easy our lives, used to be
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Hunting With Dad
walking across a frost covered field
Crunch of cornstalks, underfoot, I feel
Got an old 12 gauge over my shoulder
Damn! , I swear it just got 10 degrees colder
Memories of hunting, with my late father
Womenfolk always wonder, why bother?
Every now and then, I hear a new sound
All alone out here, makes my heart pound
When the temperature drops a few more degrees
I swear I hear my Dads voice, on the breeze
Many good times were had between us two
I remember the hard times, we went through
But, out here, I'm feeling completely at ease
Still trying, to make out his words, on the breeze
Could it be? , He's trying to tell me something?
Or maybe, He just wanted to go hunting?
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Wishing On That Old Star
After our date was over that first night
I found myself out on the porch in the soft moonlight
Emotions and feelings about you running wild
Looking up into the sky, I felt like a child
Picked out the brightest star, I could see
Made a wish on that old star for you and me
Praying happiness and joy would fill our hearts
So our relationship could have a fresh start
Promising to always treat you like gold
Swearing I'd never leave you out in the cold
It seemed that old star renewed its glow
Following me everywhere I go
Now, two kids and thirty years have gone by
Still, I look up to the night sky
Watching me out on the porch
Our love still burning like a torch
You say that we've come so far
Since you first wished on that same old star
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Whom Am I?
I might be your friend
I might be your enemy
I could make your life end
I couldmake you fall in love with me
all in all, you don't know me
Fighting these psychotic inner urges
sometimes feeling murder as a rich man splurges
keeping inside those feelings and desires
wanting nothing less, than you burning in hells fires
I'm the guy next door
The person just across the way
Be very careful around others
Watch closely what you say
For the day will come
When you least expect
You'll curse at some drunken bum
When your murder will become his subject
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