I fell when I first saw her
a vision to observe
but she was the untouchable
and I without the nerve

She had her man, her children
I didn't have a right
but when she came into my space
the darkness turned to light

I tried to turn the other way
but she landed on my shore
I should have pretended not to hear
her knocking on my door

As friends we talked, and talked, and talked
'till we could talk no more
and on leaving at the fourth time
I stopped her at the door

'It was not fair, these meetings
were a trouble to my heart
and if she thought t'would come to nought
then we would have to part'

I thought that she'd say 'Sorry'
that she'd not intended this
but she paused... and tilted up her lips
it ended with a kiss

O God, was I in trouble
I thought that it would end
I knew that if my heart did break
that it would never mend

What was it that she wanted?
Was I just a casual fling?
She had her man, her children
bound by her wedding ring

She was a practised Christian
it sent my senses reeling
I thought t'would come to nothing
and my heart was on the ceiling

Nothing added up
I failed to understand
how the vision I beheld
could be so... underhand

She had her man, her children,
her home, her wedding ring
Was she really going to risk it all
for just a casual fling?

We arranged another meeting
when we knew the talk would slow
and give way to th' rising passion
that had just begun to show

We'd kept it bottled in
because we didn't have the right
but now our feelings known to both
would reach an unknown height

The few days in between
our fourth meeting and the next
were spent in high emotion
confusion, doubt and vex

(I knew that she would not arrive
on the appointed day
her senses surely would kick in
she was bound to keep away)

I'd not been at my happiest
in the passing of that year
Anything that could go wrong
It did, big time, no fear

My marriage it had foundered
and we'd gone our separate ways
but I still had feelings for her
and it'd left me in a daze

I knew from recent turns
that things didn't go my way
They used to, I was happy once
more used now to dismay

So I knew she wouldn't come
I knew it couldn't be
that events would turn around so much
that I could be happy

The day and time arrived
I thought it never would
I knew she wouldn't come
life hadn't been that good

Five minutes past and then 't was ten
of her there was no sight
my fears had proven founded
I knew that I was right

She'd come back to her senses
She'd gone back to her man
She'd seen at last what was at stake
and sensibly, she'd ran

And time went on
a quarter hour and twenty minutes passed
Resigned to disappointment
my ego at half-mast

But then... I heard some footsteps
on the gravel lane outside
and when I went to look
I found my lover had arrived

Oh, we tore each other's clothes off
and headed for the bed
Never had we met before
with so little being said

God, I loved her with a passion
that I'd never felt before
and the more we met, and talked, and loved
I wanted more and more

Our love was like a drug
and addicted we became
obsessed with one another
and there was no room for shame

There were people who were hurting
who couldn't hide their pain
but our love was overwhelming...
and I'd do it all again

My penance was the guilt
that I carried all those years
for the people that we hurt
for the misery, the tears

Our love was overwhelming
but it carried in its wake
a legacy of washed up dreams
and sunken ships of hope

Our love was overwhelming
and now has run aground
I find that what has gone before
has suddenly come 'round

And now that I am hurting
and try to hide my pain
I look back on my life and still
I'd do it all again

You Were The One...

You were the one who stole my heart
I never thought that we would part
You were the one who lit my fire
My one and only true desire
You were the one who lived me so
or so you said convincingly
For 20 years you told that lie
for real true love would never die

The Waiting Room

Sitting in the Waiting Room
Praying that I'll be told soon
Will she, won't she, please pull through
If she doesn't, what do I do?
Pacing tracks upon the floor
I think that I can wait no more
Fingernails bitten to the quick
Really feeling very sick
Been together many years
There's been laughter; there's been tears
Please pull through and I'll be good
and go to Church like good men should
Will she live, or will she die?
Will I laugh, or will I cry?
....
Man in white coat comes to me
... and hands me my new MOT
"....YES!!!"