Excuse me 

Excuse me but I would really appreciate it

If you could be the love of my life, please.

Thats called surviving, 

This is called living.

What time are you getting here tomorrow?

I have all manner of things to prepare.

The opera of the sea

And the birdsong of the chippy. 

The bus’s ain’t regular but the slow pace 

keeps the hills magic.

I can’t believe its my birthday next week.

50. Years. Alive. 

All I want is a thirty pound bracelet and a bit of love.

I’ll check the times for ya.

I’m excited, but also a little nervous.

We’ve all changed so much.

It’s a different world now.

We all need to protect each other.

My heart is big 

And my skin is thin 

And the world is scary. 

Anyway, I’ll see you when you arrive. 

I’ll wait at the bus stop for ya.