Array ( [sid] => 36993 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => If I could. [time] => 2004-03-01 23:38:01 [hometext] => I wish... [bodytext] => I've longed to write a love song
with dreamy, endless words.
And that love song would be for you
not for any other birds.

It would be formed with loving hands
not hands that are of lust.
And would be of a thought for you
not for a piece of dust.

It would have many rainbows of colours
not an endless colour grey.
It would be of the sunny summer,
not a dreary winter's day.

I'd add a sip of brandy
for I know of that you drink.
Not spice it up with creme de menthe
I don't care what others think.

A banquet I would add to it
with silver and with plates.
And we would be the only guests
no rellies nor my mates.

I would lay down at your blessed feet
and cry an honest tear.
Then proclaim this to the world,
that you're the one my dear.

My love songs never seem to make
the sense, that I wish they would.
But I would write the ultimate love song,
if I only could.
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If I could.
Date: Monday, 1st March 2004 @ 11:38:01 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: twinkletoes
I've longed to write a love song
with dreamy, endless words.
And that love song would be for you
not for any other birds.

It would be formed with loving hands
not hands that are of lust.
And would be of a thought for you
not for a piece of dust.

It would have many rainbows of colours
not an endless colour grey.
It would be of the sunny summer,
not a dreary winter's day.

I'd add a sip of brandy
for I know of that you drink.
Not spice it up with creme de menthe
I don't care what others think.

A banquet I would add to it
with silver and with plates.
And we would be the only guests
no rellies nor my mates.

I would lay down at your blessed feet
and cry an honest tear.
Then proclaim this to the world,
that you're the one my dear.

My love songs never seem to make
the sense, that I wish they would.
But I would write the ultimate love song,
if I only could.


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