I'VE GIVEN UP GIVING UP
SITTING IN THE BOWER
SURROUNDED BY TENDED LAWNS
I'VE BOXED MANY A ROUND WITH YOU, HERE,
IN MY SOUL,
SITTING HERE WITH A STOMACH
FULL OF PEBBLES
I REMEMBER YOU CALLING ME WAY BACK IN THIS HOUSE WHICH, FITTINGLY IS UP FOR SALE, BY THE WAY ME STANDING IN THE EAVES STARING ACROSS THE VALLEY AND YOU, MY GALLANT, SWARTHY HERO ABOUT TO MAKE YOUR ENTRANCE, STAGE LEFT.

AND YOU THRILLED ME
I'D BE LYING IF I SAID THAT WASN'T TRUE
THE TIMES I'D LIE THERE LOOKING AT YOUR SUBLIME BEAUTY LIKE MARBLE ON MY PILLOWS.
I'M GOING TO HANG ON TO THOSE BITS
AND LEAVE OUT THE MESS
BUT I'VE GIVEN UP GIVING YOU UP,
NOT JUST FOR LENT
THAT'S LONG GONE.
JUST UNTIL,
THE NEXT TIME