Writer In the Sun - Donovan
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Writer In the Sun Lyrics
The days of wine and roses
Are distant days for me
I dream of the last and the next affair
And of girls I'll never seeAnd here I sit
The retired writer in the sun
The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue
The retired writer in the sunTonight I trod in the starlight
I excused myself with a grin
I ponder the moon in a silver spoon
And the little one 'live withinAnd here I sit
The retired writer in the sun
The retired writer in the sunThe magazine girl poses
On my glossy paper aeroplane
Too many years I spent in the City
Playing with Mr. Loss and GainAnd here I sit
The retired writer in the sun
The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue
The retired writer in the sunI bathe in the sun of the morning
Lemon circles swim in the tea
Fishing for time with a wishing line
And throwing it back in the seaAnd here I sit, the retired writer in the sun
The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue
The retired writer in the sun
