Something’s just not right.
You hardly talked to me last night.
Was it something I said?
Lazily, I rest on my bed
With many different thoughts
Running through my head.
Something’s just not right.
Although we didn’t fight,
I know that something’s wrong.
Please don’t try to hide it.
If we don’t have a mutual trust,
Our love won’t last for long.
July 31, 1978
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