A day will come

A day will come when snow will grace this weatherless city

So to cast away these mufflers would be a real pity.

A day will come when I’ll be thin and skinny again

Why throw away all my dresses smaller than a size ten?

A day will come when I’ll strut the streets of Europe among suits

How will I ever face the world if I part today with my boots??

A day will come when 70s fashion will make a dramatic return

That’s why I fight mum when she says ‘Your bell bottoms must burn!’

A day will come when my days will begin and end by the sea

I'm holding on to them all - fantasy, tankini, monokini and bikini.

A day will come when I'll have to live alone in a loft

What will ever comfort me at night, if not this old tshirt so soft?

A day will come when all the wardrobes in the world just won’t be enough

I’m in love with every little pin. How do I break up with all this stuff??