Sitting in the labour
Where no-one’s very pally
I try to love my neighbour
But wind up loving Allie
She makes me joy she makes me sing
Allie you’re my everything!
I sing an Edinburgh song:
Of love in bed all morning long
(We never made that lunchtime show)...
These autumn days I’m chuffed inside
No chat about the ‘dying year’
Just how glad I am I’m here...
