[These are lyrics to a song I wrote when I was in my mid-twenties. They are exactly as originally written. – Owen]
They say that love’s a simple thing, well
That I know is true:
The love that you can freely give
Will come right back to you,
Will come right back to you
I give my love the purest things that
I know how to give;
But she can give me so much more
All she has to do is live,
All she has to do is live
But pain can take you anywhere
And Heaven’s for when we die –
And when you love, you kill your self
And there’s no asking why,
There is no asking why —
I’ve heard that love’s a simple thing, well
That I can’t deny;
You find someone to give your love,
And then, you say goodbye,
And then you say goodbye –
And then
You say
Goodbye
Wow. Poignant writing.
Hats off to the version of you in your mid twenties. 😉
Ditto, and thanks for sharing that-you with this-me/us …
Thanks. I ought to figure out how to post the old recording out here.
Thank you. I was a very cheery twenty-something.
That was great! Thstvreminded me I wrote a song about Vietnam years ago. Called “No Parade”. It wasn’t as good as yours but neither was the subject.