I’ve taken my first try at writing a song lyric. Perhaps the best I can say is that few inversions poetic does it use. (Have you ever noticed that poetry sometimes like Yoda sounds?)
Here’s the rought draft… copyright 2008 by Carl Bettis and all…
WHATEVER HAPPENED
Whatever happened to spring
in April birds used to sing
but now I don’t hear a thing
if I can’t hear it with you
What happened to all the bouquets
flowers used to be bright in May
now their colors all are gray
if I can’t see them with you
Wine has no taste
and music’s out of key
the mirror’s lost my face
there’s no place
for the guy I used to be
without you
Whatever happened to all of
those years together we dreamed of
whatever happened to love
I used to share with you
–Carl Bettis