I see her walking
to work everyday,
a senior sister
in blue, white and grey.
This job is meant to
bring its own reward
but I know she gets so
damned-tired and bored.
True hearts and diamonds
are few and far between.
A knight in white armour
nowhere to be seen.
But keep the faith, angel,
believe when they say
tomorrow is always
another new day.
Drinking at parties
Martini with ice,
alone with her fair share
of sugar and spice.
Once more this morning
she rose with a curse
and picked up her handbag
some keys and a purse.
True hearts and diamonds
are few and far between.
A knight in white armour
nowhere to be seen.
But keep the faith, angel,
believe when they say
tomorrow is always
another new day.
True hearts and diamonds
are few and far between.
A knight in white armour
nowhere to be seen.
But keep the faith, angel,
believe when they say
tomorrow is always
another new day.
Copyright Keith Ames
