Gary Jacobson
BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
I love you my dear
With a heart that’s true blue
My eyes can’t stop I fear
From looking over you too
Can’t wait till we can see our way clear
To get behind closed doors!
I so want to make you mine
To give of myself
Lose ourselves in the sands of time
Put the past on a shelf
Feel your heart beat against me sublime
Behind closed doors!
O, I could make you happy
Give you spring and sunshine every day
Make the ride no longer bumpy
Whatta you say?
Better than that back seat of our jalopy
Behind closed doors!
©Copyright August 28, 2001 by Gary Jacobson (aka P. Richard Alman)