Love
is a strange town.
Stranger
I be in this place,
Cool
winds breath,
A
smile across my face.
Love
could be a stranger,
For
she has been no friend,
Someday,
somehow, someway,
My
broken heart shall mend.
Fooled
by all the joyfulness,
Warm
skin shared,
Before
I drowned in all this mess.
Love
was nowhere to be found,
When
I called out her name,
No
way, no how, no where,
Could
she undo my shame.
Vanquished
by a force unkind,
Hated
over tenderness,
Is
how this choice I find.
Did
I want to know a stranger,
In
vows of love still unrequited?
For
all the folly it would bring,
With
strange emotions who're invited.
Freedom
comes from letting go,
Balance
of desire,
Would
have let my wisdom grow.
Body
soul and with a passion,
We
had come so long together.
Now
this town is in desolation,
And
it will be lost to me forever...
Paul Weller and the Jam are legend..
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