TO BE OUR SONG

I WROTE SOME NOTES SO THEY'D BELONG 
AND TOOK SOME SENSELESS WORDS ALONG
I LAID THEM OUT AND WORKED THEM IN
FELT THEM HESITATE, THEN BEGIN TO BE A SONG

THE WORDS HELD ON, WITH LINES TOO LONG
THE CHORDS WENT WRONG AND WAVERED ON
I SEARCHED FOR RHYME AND SEEMED TO MISS
YET ALL THE TIME I WANTED THIS TO BE OUR SONG

I HAD STARTED A LOVE SONG, BUT SOUNDED THE SAME
AS OTHERS I HAD WRITTEN, AND SOON BECAME
A SONG WITHIN A SONG
I'LL JUST HAVE TO SAY NOW WHAT I WANTED TO SAY
I LOVE YOU, THERE I SAID IT, AND ANYWAY
YOU'LL NEVER HEAR OUR SONG

YOU HAVE BECOME A FRIEND "OUR SONG"
YOUR RHYMES, YOUR TUNE, AND I BELONGED
BUT NOW YOU'RE DONE, AND NOW YOU'RE FREE
IT NEVER REALLY NEEDED ME
TO BE OUR SONG, FOREVER, TO BE OUR SONG

(c) Lance Nicholson

Bill Haley and his Comets