Little Song

LITTLE SONG

Sitting around the old homestead,
Nothing much to do
So I thought I’d take a minute to write
A little song for you

Nothing in it really special
Nothing in it really new
Nothing in these verses that will change the world,
It’s just a little song for you

Summer turns to winter
Flowers wilt away
But true love lasts forever,
And ever, and a day

Can’t afford a diamond ring
Or a penthouse with a panoramic view
This song is all I have to give,
But I wrote it just for you
I wrote it just for you,
For nobody else but you

Copr. 2021, Eugene Allan Schwimmer