The songs of love they always play
On radios throughout the day
Remind me in more than one way
Of you and your sweet smile
Although you do not know my name
I wish that you could feel the same,
For surely none could hope to blame
Your feelings if you did.
And yet, each day I’ll listen to
Those songs of love which make me blue
Because they make me think of you
And love I’ve yet to know.
Feb. 22, 1982
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