Finding back to oneself

Can be a troublesome task

Will you marry me

You ask

     I was the prince to you

     And I was so kind to you

Listening to bob dylan low on the stereo

If you see her say hello

And my soul knows who that is for

But/and I am single

But not one that mingles

     This is bootleg series one – three

     And going back to two thousand four plenty to settle the score

The player or hopeless romantic

I have tinkered with the idea as long as time is

It seems

And it seems

Romeo beat Casanova for me

Those dating apps ain’t for me

But who knows

And there is a nasty side in me

Will probably not disappear

But Romeo and nasty side are mutually inclusive

That is to say that is where the love is

When you can concentrate it to one person

Love of my life I needed rehearsing

And I have found back to myself

The hopeless romantic Romeo

no less