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"If Tomorrow Never Comes"
A song by Ronan Keating

Sometimes late at night,
I lie awake and watch her sleeping;
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark.
And the thought crosses my mind,
If I never wake up in the morning,
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart?

If tomorrow never comes,
Will she know how much I loved her?
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one?
And if my time on earth were through,
And she must face this world without me,
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last,
If tomorrow never comes?

'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life,
Who never knew how much I loved them,
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed.
So I made a promise to myself,
To say each day how much she means to me,
And avoid that circumstance
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel.

If tomorrow never comes,
Will she know how much I loved her?
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one?
And if my time on earth were through,
And she must face this world without me,
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last,
If tomorrow never comes?

So tell that someone that you love,
Just what you're thinking of,
If tomorrow never comes.

"If Tomorrow Never Comes"
A Poem by A Lost Hero (A First-World-War Private)

In this war-torn night,
Awake, I hear the awful screaming;
The screeching shells, the guns,
The yells, the hurt, the raw fright echo in the dark.
Then one thought comes to my mind,
If I never see another morning,
Will my family know how much I keenly clutch
Their memory to my heart?

If tomorrow never comes,
Would my life've been worth living?
Did my death give peace and love, to those who live above
This rat-infested trench?
When our futile war is through,
Yes, they'll go on without me,
A dead man with no name,
Nutty hero, what a shame
His tomorrow never came.

You see the hurt in young men's eyes,
See some are shocked, some are crying,
Kids not yet seventeen,
Who know that death is just a cannon shot away.
So I've made a promise to myself,
Should I survive, when war is over,
To recall the ones who died
And tell their loved ones they were heroes at the end.

If tomorrow never comes,
Would my life've been worth living?
Did my death give peace and love, to those who live above
This rat-infested trench?
When our futile war is through,
Yes, they'll go on without me,
A dead man with no name,
Nutty hero, such a shame
His tomorrow never came.

So if you find these notes
Please give them to my folks,
If tomorrow never comes.

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MAGGIE MAY
(Song by Rod Stewart)

Wake up Maggie, I think I've got something to say to you,
It's late September and I really should be back at school,
I know I keep you amused, but I feel I'm being used,
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more.
You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone,
You stole my heart, and that's what really hurts.

The morning sun when it's in your face really shows your age,
But that don't worry me none, in my eyes you're everything.
I laughed at all your jokes, my love you didn't need to coax,
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more.
You lured me away from home, just to save you from being alone,
You stole my soul that's a pain I can do without

All I needed was a friend to lend a guiding hand,
But you turned into a lover and, mother, what a lover you wore me out,
All you did was wreck my bed, and in the morning kick me in the head,
Oh Maggie, I couldn't have tried any more.
You lured me away from home, 'cause you didn't want to be alone,
You stole my heart, I couldn't leave you if I tried.

I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school,
Or steal my daddy's cue, and make a living out of playing pool,
Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helping hand,
Oh Maggie, I wish I'd never seen your face.
You made a first class fool out of me, but I'm as blind as a fool can be,
You stole my heart but I love you anyway.

COME BACK MAGGIE
(Eulogium about a loyal Dame)

Come back Maggie I think your poor country's in need of you,
It's mid-September, Blair's still PM and that ain't cool,
I know your 'Thatcher Years' are all viewed, by some, with tears,
Yet Maggie you couldn't have done any more.
You led us to victory, saved the Falklands from the Argies,
Just one cool dame with a hanDavid Bourkeag and a blue hat.

Years go by and take a toll, now you show your age,
But that don't worry me, no, in my eyes you're everything,
You laughed at Reagan's jokes, his love you didn't need to coax,
Oh Maggie you couldn't have done any more.
You ruled with a rod of iron, but you suited us all just fine,
We knew how we stood and that's what really counts.

All we needed was a loyal, guiding female hand,
But you turned into a heavy and momma you could frighten the bravest man!
Your country it came first, yet for power you had a thirst,
Oh Maggie you couldn't have tried any more.
No male ever bullied you, indeed the foot was in the other shoe!
(Gee, you'd make mincemeat of Bush and oily Blair!)

I suppose I may post my vote for young Cameron (Dave)
But deep in my mind I know he is not the one to save
Our kingdom from all its ills, his promises lie unfulfilled,
Oh Maggie, your ailing country needs you now.
You'd still be a femme fatale ,
A solid, loyal, unyielding gal,
So, iron maiden come back to make my day!

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Updated: May 10, 2016


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