I gave up all I had
I almost gave up alcohol
I gave up friends and family
I almost gave up rock and roll
I gave up any expectation
I almost gave up sexual strolls
I gave up dare and doing
I almost gave up blues and soul
I gave up thought and conversation
I almost gave up waves that rise and fall
I gave up more than this and all
The day my love you stole
You have given up on friendly pretending
You almost had me sold
You have given up on futures intending
You almost turned me cold
You have given up on dreams extending
You almost cast me in your mould
You have given up on pleasures lending
You almost dried my love juice, up there in the fold
You have given up on letters sending
You almost stole the words I’ve scrawled
You have given up more than this and all
The day our love wasted, haste turned new to old
