Now in the summer

I could be happy or in distress

Depending on the company

On the veranda

Talk of the future or reminisce

Behind the dialogue

We're in a mess

Whatever I intended

I sent you flowers

You wanted chocolates instead

The flowers of romance

The flowers of romance

I've got binoculars

On top of boxhill

I could be Nero

Fly the eagle and start all over again

I can't depend on these so called friends

It's a pity you need to defend

I'll take the furniture and start all over again.

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