Track 14
Yours sincerely
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14 Yours sincerely 1969
One of the first songs I wrote at Cambridge – nice open chords for Ralph Simpson to play flute over, which went down well at the Red Cow.
Sunny morning with the hazy sky above
Lazy sleeping in the morphia of love
The drifting air patchwork of blue
Forms a memory of you
Slowly sliding clouds go smiling on their way
Past the rustling trees not knowing what to say
They are far away I know it’s true
But not as far as me to you
All the flowers that have faded look to me
Falling with the leaves down from the trees
Back to the earth from which they grew
So my thoughts return to you
All the people pass me by and star
At me lying gazing in the air
They are amazed and troubled too
They don’t know that I love you
All the noisy traffic passes by
As I stand here thumb aimed at the sky
I know they have their work to do
But they can take me back to you