The Spy Who Loved Me

You only live twice, they claim

But you die only once

So go save the world again

Use your wits and your guns

When I look back at it now;

It was a view to a kill

You must live and let live, she said

No more blood left to spill

Come take my hand, my dear

A brief truce among spies

Yet what I will show you

Is just for your eyes

This is no time to die, she cried

But I still let her fall

I think that spy truly loved me

In spite of it all....