ALESHA
©Trev Teasdel, Coventry March 1969


I count everyday of every minute you’re away,
I kneel on the floor and my tongue starts to pray.
Bring my love safely
Bring my love hastily
Bring my love back
I crave her love.


Roses may bloom but the fade with the season
A candle may burn till the wick runs out.
But our love’s not the same
to part there’s no reason.


I count everyday of every minute you’re away
Blow the days fast
Blow the days past
Floating sadly in joyful sorrow
Yearning madly for our tomorrow.


With heavenly eyes
She tenderly lies.
Face like the sun
emitting her rays.
I’m cast in a trance
I’m lost in a daze.


Time is a wall
I can’t penetrate
It’s spears thrust me down
and insist that I wait.
Patience is slow in nesting in me
A mountain of love is resting in me.