John Holmes Was My Platonic Lover

When I think about the little things

That should mean so much to me

All the chances I have taken in my time

I was looking for an Ironman

And from the way my body shook

I thought that I had found the right one

Just in time

It is just like a child I was feeling

The things that you did to me

The key that you bring is your loving

It opened inside of me

Sweet John was my platonic lover

Sweet John was my friend

When I close my eyes and think of it

And the way it used to be

Like a flower I was drawn to his sunshine

Maybe you should treasure all the gifts

That the fates drop in your lap

But sometimes it do not seem to matter if you try

It is just like a child I was feeling

The things that you did to me

The key that you bring is your loving

It opened inside of me

Sweet John was my platonic lover

Sweet John was my friend