V-Day tomorrow,
and have you forgotten it,
or you just don’t care.
I have bought a card,
I needed to do something,
to show that I care.
I’m still counting coins,
1p, 2p and 5p,
there’s a pile of them.
Guitars accuse me,
saying, ‘Where is the music?’
I sing them a song.
Music;s a passion,
that’s still buring within me,
they will strum again.
