3-4-2012        You don’t got me
        You were my perfect squeeze,I could’nt believe you would leave,
        Now ,you got him- but you don’t have me,You call that free,
        I enjoy walking alone,now that you have gone,I sing along that Get Back song,
        The one stone I kick,I kick it hard ,I kick it along,
        I wish you could see me now,somehow I’d be proud,flying without a feather,
        Calling without a dime,smiling without a reason,no more together,
        I’ve had no sadness till there was you,all along I felt something wrong,
        You may have left me, but it is I who is gone.