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She was mine
 

She was mine from time to time,

She came and went I don't know why,

She wasn't what you call confined,

But still I loved her, she was mine.
 

She took my heart each time she left,

She brought it back a little less,

She took my breath, oh how I pined,

But still I loved her, she was mine.
 

She took my soul where e'er she went,

She knew my nights were lonely spent,

She told me once she needed time,

But still I loved her, she was mine.
 

She's coming back again tonight,

She'll be here on a Jet 2 flight,

She says she's sorry every time,

But still I loved her, she was mine.
 

She wasn't on the Jet 2 flight,

She didn't phone, she didn't write,

She's like the wind, she can't be tied,

But still I loved her, she was mine.
 

© Joseph G Dawson