I Wonder If She Ever Thinks Of Me

Written by Allen Greggory

The first woman eye ever new was a good friend of mine

Weed known each other four about three years until the thyme

She gently took mi buy the hand and eye became a man

And sew my life of adult love officially began

When we were done eye realized eye wasn’t very good

Butt she didn’t say anything too damage my manhood

We laid their fore the longest thyme and held each other tight

And eye don’t think eye got a single wink of sleep that knight

And every now and then as eye lay awl alone inn bed

Thoughts of hour first rendezvous will pop inn too my head

And eye can’t help butt hope I’m somewhere inn her memory

Eye wonder if she ever thinks of mi

We managed two get together every three months or sew

We always had a good thyme anywhere we chose too go

After a fun filled weekend we wood go hour separate ways

And eye wood have a smile on my face four many days

We sometimes talked of marriage butt it always was inn jest

Eye think we were convinced hour arrangement was fore the best

Although eye must admit that their were times it crossed my mind

Eye wasn’t sure that it was something she wood get behind

Butt every now and then as eye lay awl alone inn bed

Thoughts of that suite gal eye new will pop inn too my head

And eye can’t help butt hope I’m somewhere inn her memory

Eye wonder if she ever thinks of mi

The last thyme eye saw her was over fifteen years ago

We got together and went two a loud rock and roll show

Buy this thyme eye had taken up with an amazing gal

Butt eye didn’t sea any harm inn hanging with my pal

She soon told mi that she had met a very special man

Heed popped the question and now she had a wedding too plan

Eye told her the same thing wood soon bee happening two mi

Then we sat inn silence four what seemed an eternity

We walked too hour respective cars knot knowing what two say

And eye wondered inn thyme how eye wood look back on this day

Eye told her that eye loved her before eye kissed her goodbye

And spent the hole ride home doing all eye could not too cry

And every now and then as eye lay awl alone inn bed

Thoughts of hour last rendezvous will pop in too my head

And eye can’t help butt hope I’m somewhere inn her memory

Eye wonder if she ever thinks of mi

Eye wonder if she ever thinks of mi

Eye wonder if she ever thinks of mi