If it was up to me
We’d need no referee
To divide our things
When to your love I cling
You want to walk out
So much that you shout
“It’s over, goodbye!”
Now I sit here and cry
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – referee
If it was up to me
We’d need no referee
To divide our things
When to your love I cling
You want to walk out
So much that you shout
“It’s over, goodbye!”
Now I sit here and cry
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – referee
