I consider
this town as home
But consider
this now:
I’m leaving
I don’t
want to pick-up the phone
I don’t want
them to know
How I’m grieving
’Cause the one I love
’Cause the one I love
Don’t love
me no more
And I don’t
want
One foot
out the door
I consider
this town as home
But consider
this now:
I’m leaving
Sunshine
kisses on the sea;
Waves all
dance so merrily but
Like the rock that’s thrown
Consider
this now:
I’m gone
Like the
sun has shone
Like the wind
has blown
Like the
ice-cream
Drip, drip,
dripping
Down
Down
Down
Down
Down the
cone...
I consider
this town as home
But now it’s
the place
I’m fleeing
I don’t want to pick-up the phone
I don’t want them to know
How I’m grieving
’Cause the one I love
Don’t love me no more
And all I want
Is to close the door
I consider
this town as home
But consider
this now:
I’m leaving.
© Martin Slidel 2018
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