Was searching from town

to town; craved to be loved

had to find my baby; she

left because I lied – I told

her I’d love her like no

other . . .

She never gave me a chance

as-she packed her bags and

left me in the lurch – right

in the church dressed in

white gown and lace – a

disgrace . . .

I ran out - saw her drive

away as the sun set in the

west – now my heart was

a mess; had no real good

loving; she wasn’t there for

me . . .

Ever since that day, I’ve

been a nervous wreck – I

spent all my time looking

Even under rocks; have got

to find my baby; can’t go on

living . . . 

Went to a bridge to throw

myself in via a high dive

Then heard a voice, “Please

don’t do it sweetheart!”  I

disagreed - went head first . . .  

‘2009’ RLS