No.508 |
18th September 2003 |
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-- Sum -- I am the man with a thousand friends With a laughter-line that never ends But when my friends have all gone home I am the man who sleeps alone I am the man with a thousand songs Put on earth to right all wrongs But when all that's to be said's been said I am the man who's alone in bed I am the man who writes these words Which charm from the trees the very birds But when the birds retire to sleep It's my own company I keep I am the man who loves to live And lives to love that he can give A hint of joy to those who weep Then all alone at night... I sleep |
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