"Our Thing"
1976 B.G.Matthews

Take me down that way. I want to go today.
Tho' I've been down before, I want to get some more.

Let's not waste the time. Running out of rhyme.
Fading out of view. Holding on to you.

Primary circuits on. Our thing has begun.
Turning another page, gears now become engaged.

I have to feel like this. Need semi-weekly bliss.
Nothing can compare, with you and me there.

Hours pass too fast. Getting past the past.
Flying by too soon. Was it good for you?

I must be getting back. Back to the rat race track.
Soon again we'll buzz. Telling you why because.

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© 1976 brugama music