Comedy

Oh the awful title belies the quality Of this unusual comedy It's the same for you and me And the days and nights you remembered me The walls I never seen Come to me It's an awful tragedy Fifty million reasons Loving in the seasons Fifty million love

I can laugh about it now, but couldn't then you made me ache, so I went for a run in the driving rain through your neighbourhood streets and then there you were, a shilouette in the wet night air. Me in my pumps in the pouring rain in a kind of despa