ROMANCE
a song lyric by Alan Ewing
copyright dewyswriter 2026
My little chance
Seems that it was not to be
Poor little me
I believed that life was good
Thought I should
Maybe just all about sex
Who's next?
So I became oh so celibate
My ways set
Not a woman out there so
I became solo
Did it bring me great happiness
Life's a chance
It comes down to youself n' all
All being all
So I go on with the days and light
In darkness no fright
For if I wanted to lay with you
Then all true
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