Sometimes I hear a song
Sometimes short, sometimes long
Of George or Paul or John
And I think of you
My love, just of you
Those younger days
Your presence my shade
On hot summer eves
I did believe, I did believe
We would last forever
We could only get better
Oh those notes remind
Of the promise and the shine
And the pain l left behind
Your tears in my wake
On nights along the lake
When my words caused you pain
I’m so sorry my refrain
I’m so sorry my refrain
I hope love has held you tight
And love has brought you light
Because my failures haunt me still
My failure haunts me still
Poetry and Verse 