English Exercises September 2003

I am almost dreaming,
I am almost gone.
I know her face was gleaming
And now my day is done.

I am too nice for you
And you're too fast for me;
In all your lacquered delinquence
No shadow did I see.

And would you throw me back?
Is it nineteen ninety-two again?
I'm off the beaten track,
And a beetle on your shoe again.