I Think 
 
 

  I'm too old to be nervous as this 
  Asking a stranger out who has said yes already 
  With eyes that speak with limbs that talk 
  She is waiting for you - she won't wait forever 
  even if she is not one of us and young 
  The eyes say yes 
  I think 
  The last one asked me! 
  No mistake there 
  But she was one of us 
  Dutch dates all the way too 
  Ah but she is so beautiful 
  Slim, young, and smooth skinned 
  And she wants me 
  To ask her out 
  I think 
  What if I am wrong? 
  I have looked a fool before 
  For a lot less 
  I will ask her out 
  I think

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EWAN ELLIOTT
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The Nexus Collection
EWAN ELLIOTT

Anew
A New Year

Assign
Balance

Beginning
Blenheim

Dancing
Dusty Boots

East meets West

Forlorn
Ghosts

Golden 
Slippers

I Think

Loving and Liking

Many Faces

On a Full Stomach

Poker Days
Sachets
Slippery Lines

Techno Marvel
The Head Ward
The Last Rites

The School Yard

Tired Eyes

Winding Roads

Without a Word

Where have all the young men gone ?




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