Stuart Watkins
Lately, I’ve been thinking about you
Walking down Mountain View with nothin’ to do
Called your number, but it didn’t go through
Seems it’s been blocked, perhaps by you
My mind is in a fog lately, all due to you
Seems troubles are beginning to brew
Kissed me on my cheek, then away you flew
Left me bewildered and in quite a stew
So now I been thinking about starting anew
Figuring out if you and me are through
Or are fire embers starting to brew
A new enhancement with me and you
I’m asking you to the Christmas Dance
This could forever be a lasting romance
Surely worthy of taking a chance
Give me your answer, shall we dance