REAL FINE YEAR  

It was the start of a real fine year
There was revolution in the street
And I could tell by the way the snow fell
We were bound to meet  

I liked the way you moved, so subdued
Your eyes turned like a fan
Never had seen your face before
Never knew you had a man 

When there’s trouble and strife
Between husband and wife
Some things go unsaid
We didn’t talk much, we barely touched
Before we made love in my bed 

Little was expressed
As your silhouette dressed
By the windowpane
But I could tell by the way my heart fell
I'd wanna see you again 

It was the start of a real fine year
There was revolution in the street
And as day broke I lit up a smoke  
And wondered what it held for me