I feel like I’m flying since I made the leap
I’m sure Ken never ever took me seriously
‘Til the night when
Our love slipped away in Robin Hood’s Bay
Arms shaking, lip bitten up the motorway

When we started out
It was fun
I’d never met
Anyone
Who made me laugh
Quite like that
He didn’t get on with my dad
But that made two of us
We’d go to work
On the bus
Nauseous from the night before
Sweet messages left
On the fridge door
We never watched the tele much
Ken was on the phone
Or we were in the pub
Working on his
Jokes and schemes
A telegram from the queen
When he was just 30
Best wishes on your special birthday
Signed Elizabeth

I feel like I’m flying since I made the leap
Ken never took anything seriously
And stopped listening
Shut me out and retreated in his way
My arms shaking lip bitten up the motorway

I loved a bit of hand holding
But his hand grew limp
And distracted
Nights alone
In the same room
His manias
All consuming
Left all my close friends
Behind in the 1990s
Used to always be so busy
Like Terry and June
Except funnier
In the end I kept a diary
Recording all the times he asked me
How I was
Or how I’m feeling
A month goes by
And there’s nowt to read in it
That freed me up
Made things clearer
Got some advice from a solicitor
Made plans with Denise
But did a flit by the seas
I couldn’t stand him any longer
I couldn’t stand him any longer

I feel like I’m flying since I made the leap
I’m sure Ken never ever took me seriously
‘Til the night when
Our love slipped away in Robin Hood’s Bay
Arms shaking lip bitten up the motorway