Treasure Island

B.. Alexander


Growing Up

So once again I'm fighting the duplicity in me
Once again I'm struggling, trying only to see
That if I close my eyes then I'll always have you
A girl that I can love, not just a body to 'do'

No, this year I didn't get to write on my birthday
But it's a blessing, as I've nothing sad to say
I woke up in your arms and wressled you softly
Then we chose a pub and a film to go and see

[Hata Bildir]