Girl On The Bus
Longing eyes behind golden curls
so far away in your own world.
I count the times and don't forget
how many times our eyes have met.
I sympathise, you're…
Read moreHere are the contents of my old A4 workbook, written in the Eighties
A kind of poetic diary if you like.
By 1990 it had become a lyrical diary, as the transition to songwriting had been made, so now it's just one persons' naive 1980's perspective on growing up, with all the strong emotions associated with it - added one entry at a time.
Hope you enjoy reading them.
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