10 WAKA
Her long blonde hair with skin so fair.
You turn me on like a sweet song, play on!
My dove took flight. Flew from my sight.
O, when I think of her my clear eyes blur.
I long for you sweet misty morning dew.
Make love, not war. Try to even the score.
Oh sunny day! I watch the children play.
Oh, to Reagan's budget, many say "fudge it!"
I fear not the Reaper, Oh Lord, my keeper!
Live life not fast. Life might not last. |