The leopard

so i followed you again to day,

just to see where you would go ,

and hopeing that i will be wrong ,

of what i am about to know,

so i hide and i wait ,

just to see what he is like ,

i am a leopard in the tall grass ,

just wateing to strike,

but then i see them comeing ,

and i just cant take it all in ,

i try to keep my feelings quiet ,

of what is stirring within, 

she throws her arms around him,

in a loveing tender way ,

i am a leopard in the tall grass, 

and i am stalking my pray ,

so as they get closer ,

i am waiting to pounce ,

like a fearless leopard ,

my presents i´ll announce ,

just then i make my move ,

i can see my chance ,

and leap out towards them ,

to destroy this romance,

they jumped back with such a fright ,

and she wonders why i am their ,

do  you think that i am stupid ?

or that i am unaware 

a fight brakes out as she lookes on ,

there are punches everywher ,

this tiger of a man is strong ,

i began to get scared, 

he fights and fights and dose not stop ,

i think i am beaten this time ,

i think i´ve lost everything ,

everything thats mine ,

so as they walk away ,

while the pain hurts inside ,

but nothing could take away ,

the pain that scares my pride ,

i am a wounded leopard ,

and my wounds i am licking ,

but my dear always remember ,

the clock is always ticking 

writen 

by

paul o carroll