A bitter north-wind and a winter sky
Snow is due or so they say
In the greyness of this sad November
A spring of love to remember
Yes! I've had better days
All I need are thoughts of you...
My Jacaranda Blue
Single minded in this darkened room
Why do I wallow in this way?
Far too long, I've been concealing
Truth or lies, what is revealing
Yes! I've had better days
All I need is to search for you...
My Jacaranda Blue
Sunlight dances in the hotel room
A breakfast tray beside the bed
Long haul flight; never ending
Tiredness into sleep descending
But now I turn my head
All I see next to me is you...
My Jacaranda Blue