(Help me realise I’m recovering – Thank you for all the past comments- Sammy)
Good god cheer me up! I’m sick of remorse!
Getting bored with being down, ‘cos of her’ of course.
Spring has arrived and I want to ride the crest of that wave,
Feel the sun on my face and stop being her slave.
12 months of being down has put bags under my eyes.
I’m sick of them, need some sleep, need to see some blue sky’s
I got hair going grey, and it’s annoying the hell out of me.
Give me a spark of hope, Give me something positive to see.
I’m sick of picking out sad songs to listen too, on the radio,
Or choosing a CD sounding similar, - a ‘warm memory glow’.
Give me some dance music, I really wanna dance,
Give me a sunset without memories, but a spark of a chance.
Give me a fast heart beat, just so I know that I’m pulsing and alive,
Let me see some lovers kissing so I know a relationship can survive!
Infact don’t! I don’t want to see them! I want people having a laugh.
Not restrained by their situation, not going shy after a gaff.
I want to be enjoying the world, that’s how I want to be
Happy and satisfied at just being me.
Its coming I can feel it like a rose bud about to bloom,
So come on leave a happy comment – and do it soon!
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