A friend , a really good friend , asked how I was ..no platitudes ,be honest she said .
We both like a bit of kitsch ,so I asked if I could reply in the style of Liza Minnelli .Good call , she said, until i launched into
‘The sun comes up, I think about you
The coffee cup, I think about you
I want you so, it’s like I’m losing my mind
The morning ends, I think about you
I talk to friends and think about you
And do they know it’s like I’m losing my mind?
All afternoon doing every little chore
The thought of you stays bright
Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
Not going left, not going right
I dim the lights and think about you
Spend sleepless nights to think about you
You said you loved me or were you just being kind?
Or am I losing, losing my mind?
All afternoon doing every little chore
The thought of you stays bright
Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
Not going left, not going right
I dim the lights and think about you
Spend sleepless nights to think about you
You said you loved me or were you just being kind?
Or am I losing my mind?”
She googled the words on her iphone , joined in and all the other punters on the terrace at pembroke Lodge ,Richmond Park , were dumbfounded .