It started with a dedication   'Lost in admiration - happy birthday - I’m forever yours - Blossom'   Faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies   I smiled surprised at how when flickered through   The wings flew by spelled out my name...      Six months went by the summer lost   Obsessively the letters dropped into my life   The same soft blood smooth flowing hand   'Please try to understand - I have to see you - have to feel you -   Tell you all the ways I need you - yours forever in love...'      Strange attraction spreads its wings   It varies but the smallest things   You never know how anything will change   Strange attraction spreads its wings   And alters but the smallest things   You never know how anything will fade      The year grew old incessantly she wrote to me   She'd started smoking poetry!   I laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase   She'd pulled me in...   I answered her   A Christmas card in sepia   Arranging when and where   And how the two of us should meet...      Her opening so well prepared   A nervous smile   I couldn't take my eyes from her   She whispered,   'Can I use some of your lipstick?'   It was perfect so believable   I couldn't help but feel that it was real   And kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms...      Strange attraction spreads its wings   It varies but the smallest things   You never know how anything will change   Strange attraction spreads its wings   And alters but the smallest things   You never know how anything will fade      So alone into the cold new year without another word from her   I wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring   But weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came   And with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same...      'I’m sorry - blame infatuation - blame imagination -   I was sure you'd be the one but I was wrong -   It seems reality destroys our dreams - I won't forget you - Blossom'   Faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes...      Strange attraction spreads its wings   It varies but the smallest things   You never know how anything will change   Strange attraction spreads its wings   And alters but the smallest things   And you never know...