A latin flavoured ditty about my hatred of advertising. If I want something, I'll ask - otherwise leave me alone!

My best mate, Weaver, always used to tell me I wrote too many songs about women so here's a pop tune my sister might like!

This story is a poem sent to me by Lesley Sawyer from a blog on her MySpace site and I put it to music and am posting it so she can hear it and maybe see if it's alright. We don't know who wrote the poem. If anybody does please tell me. j mt

turning point #1 lyrics: It was spring time, or their time depending on which one you asked how much it mattered to two birds flying away from the cold. She sang and he'd swing, together a flight all their own on wings she swore were made…