From Project Ends to Project Starts,
From here to there my attention darts.
Some times no room to show ones heart,
and to say I love you.

When I'm here I hold you near and all this seems so loving.
When I'm near, but not quite here, I know it feels like shoving.

So when in panic with life so frantic please remember
yesterday when I was here, and don't forget tomorrow.

I never wish to cause you sorrow,
so please try and wait for tomorrow.
I'm still your man , try to understand ,
I love you still and always will.

Love Paul

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