Your Song (31/7/15)

You are the song I play loud in the car
Screaming down the motorway
As I belt you at the top of my lungs

You are my drunken yells at 2am
I will spill my drink as I roar your words
In a cheap club that smells like beer
Dancing to the beat that everybody knows

The sweet tune of a busker on a busy London street
I can hear you in every note, every word

You’re the commercial jingle that gets stuck in my head
I’ll hum you all day long

The song I turn up the radio for:
That’s you

You are a love song
And sometimes I may sing the words wrong
Because I am so wrapped up in ecstasy

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