When I think of you
I fly my flag above at half mast
From whatever prime it is
I see the one I love at half past
Whatever time it is
All because I gave my heart so half ass
Today the climate is
Cold, damp & dark – a half glass
Without a lime & fizz
And I’m too old to pour a spark
I’m half as strong as usually
That’s why you were my better half
And when I think of you
I long for what used to be