I will pick you up and carry you,
when things get to much for you...

One more day to go,
before you make your move...

Everyone needs someone,
and my someone is you...

No more stealing time,
to spend that time with you...

In the eyes of many,
i have let those people down...

You wake in me a sleeping teen,
full of youthful aspirations...

Three people i have met now,
new friends for me...

I have a job at last,
its only for a few weeks...

It feels like we are newly weds,
of each other we can't get enough...

Next week my son is flying here,
he will meet Judy for the first time...

Oliver is back,
and he likes to make his presence known...

Several weeks further on,
and i feel just the same...