Helen

Tunes jingle and you sway, my insides screech, got to make my case, between home and leaving you, help me to say, what I need to do, my tear-streaked face, lemon blue by TV, shows how fate, kills the truth, is it our own conceit, we jump so many hoops, others come here too late, eager to squeeze, love from this pooped party, they re- echo old news, of a coward's deceit, how I put on dancing shoes, is there a way, you can set me free, wipe clean the slate, succour my release ?