O Pamela

This a page from my diary

The fifteenth day of November

This a page from my diary

What happened that day

I don't remember

But I do remember when

I wrote these words and then

And then reread them

Slowly to myself

Without emotion

And although the feelings changed

The words still sound the same

O Pamela

Tell everyone

Hang my head in shame

Take your name in vain

O Pamela

O Pamela

I have no soul

I'm as cold as December

Maybe twice as cold

And I'm as white as the snow

Because of my age

But my hand was shaking

As I wrote this page

And although the feelings changed

The words still sound the same

O Pamela

Tell everyone

Hang my head in shame

Take your name in vain

O Pamela

O Pamela you have everything

Everything you bargained for

Everything you worked for

Everything you would have killed for

Take everything

Open the door

I'll let the rain pour in

And first thing in the morning

The telephone rings

Pamela says

'Oh look at the time'

Believe me, that's the last thing on my mind

Will you take a walk with me in the sunshine

O Pamela, before it's too late

Will you take a walk with me by the ocean

O Pamela, before it's too late