We belted Puppet on a String as we drove around,
now I know that if I just said that I care, you would
gladly have been there for me like my puppet on a
string - thus I’m promoting myself to being YOUR
puppet on a string, life always seemed like a merry-
go-round to you and me, one moment we’re feeling
down on the ground & the next we’re up in the air,
not endearing us to others, of course, we made too
much noise: I learned to keep quiet not boring others
with my fantasies, but you were too spontaneous and
young to stop laughing or drown your sorrows in the
bottom of your glass; now my son and daughter still
sing Puppet on a String with me, but I know - this
is another song connecting your soul to mine…
[Puppet On A String, Sandy Shaw]
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