Justine - David J

Justine Justine

Phantom of the trail

I cast you as the love interest

An unwitting portrayal

If fate decrees reunion

Then how, where and when

A part of me was lost to you

For me to find again

I’m riding on the back of luck

Luck’s an empty shirt

Lost my ring in a handshake

Those sharks know how to hurt

I hit the bottle

The bottle hit back hard

I played the joker

You played the winning card

Justine

On a bus or on a train

The heart rules the head

Leads me down a winding lane

I lost a dream in London Town

In Holland Park

Tears and a paper crown

Justine

Justine

I call you Justine

Sometimes you’re in the country

MOstly in the town

On the Up-Escalator as I am going down

I never catch your name

So you’re always called Justine

Always longed for fleeting beauty often seen

You are omnipresent

London, Paris, Rome

And in a way

Transience is your home

So it’s a fond farewell

Maybe never more

On that sad independence day

I’ll knock on wood and it will be your door