This time last year
i was counting down
the days
a new life would be starting
in oh so many days
now this time this year
im holding back the tears
the love i thought i was
going to be with
changed in so many ways
so now this time this year
im counting down the days
for my return back home
newcastle the north east always
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Things happen - a stiff upper lip is good