Silly, Isn't It?
Reggie, at home:
I count the days
That he's away,
And wonder if
He is okay.
Silly, Isn't it?
If he's all right
I'll sleep tonight,
And if he's not
Star light star bright –
Silly, isn't it?
Did that one touch
Mean just as much
Why then do I
His shirt do clutch?
Silly, isn't it?
It's not as if we've pledged our troth
I've enough love for us both
But I can't shield him from afar
Except to wish upon this star
Please keep him safe and whole and strong
And bring him home before too long
So I can say, "Man, I love you!"
And he can say "I love you too!"
I go to work
A simple clerk
What could he see
To fancy me?
Silly, isn't it?
My life upends
We're boyhood friends
And nothing more
Well, that depends...
Silly, isn't it?
I count the days
That he's away
And wonder if
He is okay
Silly, isn't it?
When war is done
I hope he'll run
Into my arms
Two become one
Safe from all harms
Inside my arms
Silly, isn't it?
Off-Kilter in Love
Reggie:
The world you see it tips a bit
Reality it slips a bit
It's hard to come to grips with it
When you find you're off-kilter in love
Your feet begin to dance a bit
Unsteady you might prance a bit
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Little Pieces in Search of A Bigger Picture
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