white night girl

she was a face from far away

she woke me up on that summer’s day

and ever since she’s been away

I’ve been dreaming


we took a stroll down Hornsea sands

we sort of drifted hand in hand

I’d never dreamt of other lands

before then


laying on my big bed

gazing at the screen

got to get a move on

cos the beauty queen

of this pastel dream

has been evading me for too long now

and I’m not sure how real she really is


these are the days I hang around

these are the years of freedom found

for evermore this fantasy

shall glisten


they are the ones you failed to love

they are the ones you’re fondest of

elusive ghosts which wander

in the white night


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