I get a little sentimental in my ways
When remembering the good old days
And the mates who were always there
Together still, in my dreams - paid my fare
Tell me again of the old ways
You know those crazy hazy days
When laughter wasn't too hard to find
And wishing them back I wouldn't mind
I know it makes me melancholy
And to an old bloke it isn't such a folly
I have made my mind up, you see
Sentimental is what I wanna be.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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