i was born at seventeen

when i met you

michael hannah

the factory floor was an awful bore

you were cut out for more

michael hannah

mr director's dream

the commercial face

and your unshaven grace in the morning

and the way you smile and the way you move

you were born to improve from the dawning

i sit and dream of days gone by

when you came home every evening

i'm not so blind not to realize

man's privilege is deceiving

now all our values have changed

and i'm forced to accept things

that i really wouldn't have prayed for

but the play is the same even in a new game

and for this i'm eternally grateful

for i think i'd die at twenty two

if i lost you

michael hannah