It’s peaceful now. The afternoon is still.
The street is quiet. Voices very dear
Reach up the stairs, caress me like a thrill
From heaven. I am home and you are here.
I gladly raise this glass of scotch
To my girl Allie Rose, my love
Who bought the bottle, certain of...
I sing an Edinburgh song:
Of love in bed all morning long
(We never made that lunchtime show)...
