Looking for my wallet and my car keys, they can’t have gone too far;
As soon as I find my glasses I’m sure I’ll see just where they are.
Supposed to meet someone for lunch today, but can’t remember where,
Or who it is I’m meeting. It’s in my organizer somewhere.
Might have left it on the counter. Maybe outside in the car.
Last time I remember driving was to that memory enhancement seminar.
What’s that far-off distant ringing and that strangely familiar tone?
Must be the person I’m meeting calling me on my cordless phone.
Might have left it under the covers. Maybe outside on the lawn;
I’ve got one more ring to go before my answering machine kicks on.
“This is Tom and your call means a lot to me, so leave a message at the tone
I’ll do my best to try to remember to call you when I get home.”
“Tom, this is Gwendoline. I’m trying not to cry
I’ve been waiting for over an hour. I thought you loved me. This is goodbye!”
Well, the voice sounds familiar, and the name rings a bell.
Let’s see now, where was I? Oh well...
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