Secrets © 9/12/1974 Bob Mullany
You thought that I was sleeping
But I heard you speaking of me
In whispers with your dearest friend,
You told her that you love me
I could almost feel her smile
In knowing what she knew
Last night while you were sleeping
I had told her I love you
“The secret of life is honesty and fair dealing. If you can fake that, you've got it made.”
ReplyDelete-Groucho Marx