23

i think this is the last piece of "danielosophy" material to be salvaged from the random bits of scrap paper and notebooks. just found this on a small piece of cardboard in a drawer! i should really work on my organisational skills....

"And there was heartbreak in your eyes
When you'd hold me a bit too tight
Your sorrow came through,
Cuz we were never meant to be
No wish I made when twenty-three
Ever came true.
I closed my eyes and blew out candles for you
But I was only 23."