A sweetie and a cutie

A sweetie and a cutie

Fine emotion

Ragtime couple

Here’s hoping your real leather

You’ll stick around in terrible weather

Full health

I don’t want to be on the top shelf

I don’t want to be hard to reach

I just want peace

As a child

I dreamt of a treasure chest

Not school tests!

Will you carry me?

Said the sleepy child

Will you carry me?

For the next mile?

Will you carry me?

I shall sleep with a smile

Will you carry me?

When I become your wife?

Wil you carry me?

If I’m fighting for my life?

No baby

The leaves how fallen to the ground

My tummy is no longer round

But there is no baby

The room is ready,there’s a teddy in the cot

But there is no baby

I think she lives as an Angel

I find it so painful

I kneel down at her grave

Tend to her flowers

I don’t want her to fade

When I am in church,I feel very hurt

Children are singing and my heart doesn’t work

At Christmas I light a candle

Dream of bouncing her on my knee,dandle

Sometimes I wish she would take my hand

We could be together as I planned

But God left me in the sand

As the waves took her away

Rest your head

Close your eyes

Come to bed

Make me sigh

I thought I’d be married with kids by now

I thought I’d be singing and writing somehow

But I don’t have a job,a husband,my own home or child

I’m on the crosstrainer for 10 miles

I wish I had a career and a figure

I have so many grey hairs

I ‘m watching magpies flying in pairs

Do I sleep or go under water?

Do l eat or find my feet like I want to?

Do I cry or continue to look up high?

Do I speak and seem mad?

Or remain silent and sad?

I want to go where you go

I want to touch what your touch

I want to breathe what you breathe

Because I love you so much

I want to hold each hand

And kiss you at the bus stand

Run my fingers through your wet hair and hold my stare

I want to light some candles and make a path

Make you laugh

If I had a body

Would there be somebody?

If I had blond hair

Would there be somebody there?

If I had the longest legs?

Would there be somebody I could wed?

If I had the smallest waist

Would there be someone that craved a taste?

Everyone loves

The coffee maker

Everyone loves a superwaiter

They make you laugh and pay

Attention to your table!

Everyone loves a star painter

The room is made purple

Ready for your Angel

Everyone lives a sensational assistant

The que goes down way faster than expected

It’s night time

The moon is kind

Let’s stay inside by the fire

It’s night time

The stars are all fine

Let’s go to bed and aspire