One Time Thing - Michael Chapman

Silvie, she was just a one time thing

To lay with for just one day

And then to rise when the sun was new

And just be on my way

She wakes in the morning to start her day

Makes coffee in a while

Sits in her perfect solitude

Brushing her hair with a smile

I hope someday she’ll think of me

She might even care

She might remember the time we spent

When I’m no longer there

For my Silvie, she was just a one time thing

To lay with just for one day

And then to rise when the sun was new

And just be on my way