Will I ever see you again?

bossman3188bossman3188 Posts: 263
Over a road and through an intersection
Stop...
5 Minutes...
Leaving a house for the night.
Five in the car seems only two.

The comfort of being around someone,
does not come often.
Five friends and three strangers.
Who would have thought...
That this would be the night.

As he breaths a sigh of relief,
he does not know she may give him belief.
Night goes well,
only to find out only one side of her was swell.


Home...
Thinking...
Knew you made an impression,
did not know it could lead to depression.
Cannot get in touch with her.
Friday night now sunday night,
you can only hope,
you can only think...

"Will I ever see her again,
will I ever see you again."

Because the connection was made,
and only distance and a friend...
Stands inbetween,
you...
And Her.







I just wrote what I felt this weekend...
Maybe another time eh?
there'll be time for laughin'
there's no time to cry
soon i will be leavin'
look me in the eye
no matter what's in front of me
it's your face that i'll see
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  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    "A Man Needs A Maid"

    My life is changing
    in so many ways
    I don't know who
    to trust anymore
    There's a shadow running
    thru my days
    Like a beggar going
    from door to door.

    I was thinking that
    maybe I'd get a maid
    Find a place nearby
    for her to stay.
    Just someone
    to keep my house clean,
    Fix my meals and go away.

    A maid. A man needs a maid.
    A maid.

    It's hard to make that change
    When life and love
    turns strange.
    And old.

    To give a love,
    you gotta live a love.
    To live a love,
    you gotta be "part of"
    When will I see you again?

    A while ago somewhere
    I don't know when
    I was watching
    a movie with a friend.
    I fell in love with the actress.
    She was playing a part
    that I could understand.

    A maid. A man needs a maid.
    A maid.

    When will I see you again?

    thank you neil young..
    thank you from the beginning of my youth.
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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