Thursday, 22 May 2014


I love Midnight but she doesn’t love me
We’re over now and I guess I’ll get over her
I always hung around Midnight
Rambling away to my Makerandmuchmore
But now when the clock strikes twelve
I’m dreaming and it strikes alone
Midnight, I love the music of her moods
Deeper than blue
Madder than jazz
We shared them all from the insides of God’s heart
Me and Midnight we were cool.
But I’m getting older
And I don’t see her much these days
But all those crazy times;
The joy, the tears, the fights,
Those secret things
I still got em all in my heart
Yea she changed my life

I won’t forget you Midnight.
                                                        Wilf          19/09/2011

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