PIERCE TURNER - Renowned Irish Singer-Songwriter Living In New York

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Flirtation is fun, but it sends a message. Sometimes it can be misconstrued and taken in the wrong way. Every thought doesn’t have to be spoken; it can be very potent without any sound. Be careful what you think, we can hear you!

She was sure we were made for each other But I wasn’t there when she made that decision Before she went away She cursed my indifference And told me I’d be sorry For what I threw away Then she boarded a plane For Australia And left me in the mist I still see her face And wonder what I missed I really can’t say ‘Cos we never even kissed

Brown eyes from Donegal Bedsit in the basement Barely acquainted But you made your mind up Forgot to make mine

I watch her face on my phone And wonder why I couldn’t hear her Make that decision Psychic love Is sometimes beyond me And I’m not really sorry For what I threw away

I saw her at the baggage wheel Heading for Australia She scolded what I did I still see her face And wonder what I missed I really can’t say ‘Cos we never even kissed

Brown eyes from Donegal Bedsit in the basement Barely acquainted But you made your mind up And forgot to make mine And I wasn’t there When you made that decision

Before you went away You cursed my indifference And told me I’d be sorry For what I threw away Then you boarded a plane For Australia And left me in the mist I still see your face And wonder what I missed

Pierce Turner

Hello And Welcome To My Humble Home. I Will Try To Give You An Idea Of Who I Am, It’s Been A Long Circuitous Road To A Pinnacle That I Don’t Want To See Until I Am Incapable Of Climbing Any Further, So It’s Impossible To Tell You Everything.

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