The Bitch

The Bitch You came into my life the day I was marrying my dog like a sandstorm out of the blue, it blinded me somehow You came into my life and the took second place Ii handled it well but loved me anyway till the day she died And a new sandstorm came to blue me clean away. I know to live in a place where the wind blows from the sea sometimes I do think the salt spray in my face is tears of regret that I should have married my dog. And no matter whatever they say it had been the right thing to do but love billowed in my face but despite this of all you loved me all your life and has a place in my heart No one can replace, a sandstorm in my face it is no excuse I should have read you right but now it is too late yet