Helen

Take the love you know, float it on the tide, dance with me alone, drained by winter's blues, she might sail on by, like other ones you blew, caught up in a cyclone, think they'll be your bride, beg you please don't go, what makes it such a hoot, a heart needs to fly, only me thinks of virtue, try to break the ropes, cut through his cool design, nothing else comes close, me that has to lose, sweet fellow by my side, hasn't got the juice, you will stir his flow, catch another's smile, wait for bastard to show, hang around a while?