I sent you my love on a chariot of fire
Yet this was not enough to get your desire

So I sent you my love on a heart shaped balloon
You burst it with a pin, was my love sent too soon

I held back my affections and let you stew for awhile
Peace at last you said with the broadest of a smile

Then I gathered my thoughts for my next love attack
But the voice on my shoulder said "She's not interested Jack

So I sat in the garden pondering the path in my life
I thought maybe these girls are just trouble and strife

Then phone rang in my pocket I trembled with fear
Are you doing anything later?" No", good, fancy a beer

So off down the pub I went with my good old mate
This is much more civilised than going on a date

But there in the corner hiding behind a large wooden post
Was the love of my life with a face like a ghost

The penny dropped loudly I could now see the light
Should I roll over like a good dog or put up a fight

Again he came to my rescue my reliable good mate
Cheers, hears to the future Jack, believe in your fate

So now I look back on my close call with the broadest of a smile
Mate, If you smell chariots on fire, my advice, run a mile