Dee

There's times I wish, I’d never being born, love’s not a cherry dish, on Princes Boulevard, my lover gone, just leave me alone, with my own cherish, that does no harm, but I won’t bet it, then a dog barks, this girl’s coming home, cars make their marks, no point getting jealous, smelling eau de cologne, Spring proves the lesson, standing by the door, they hear me shout, my freedom’s torn, days getting longer.