I will be there,here comes your ghost again,but that's not unusual,it's just the moon was full,and you decided to call.
And here I sit,hand on the telephone,hearing the voice I'd known,a couple of light years ago,headed straight for a fall.
Now I see you standing with brown leaves all around and I am smiling out the window of my "card-board" house over Franklin Square.
And you're telling me I'm not nostalgic,then give me another word for it,you were so good with words and at keeping things vague.
Cause I need some of that vagueness now,its all come back too clearly,yes,I love you dearly,and if you are offering me diamonds,I've already paid,it was free, but I paid the price.
I am currently on line with Mualla.When I say "on line" , don't mean the internet.
I mean in line,I am on the line,waiting.
They say it is 1 over 25 , the chances for a response, while women getting 25 times more.Waiting for my turn.If it doesn't work ,
then I will consider to upgrade.I suppose I just wanna be succesfull.On dating.