In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Tuesday, September 26, 2017
from across the street
the life I used to live
is across the street
I see you walking in and out
but our eyes never meet
I see the doors and windows
were moonlight would come in
once I felt the tenderness
in your touch upon my skin
I wish I could again
I still see our kids
from across the street
growing up like tumbleweeds
from week to week
I can see your face
inside of their's
I can feel a love
that I once thought was shared
there's no need to be scared
I swear I didn't come prepared
this time
I see your new boyfriends
from across the street
each one a new replacement
for the sorry likes of me
I hate every one of them
with all the rage inside me
I'm just like a time bomb
and you're right there beside me
just waiting to ignite me
I guess sometimes
you still excite me
the man I used to be
is across the street
all my history
is across the street
there's no place for me
across the street
but you can't erase me
from across the street
there's no need to be scared
I swear I didn't come prepared
this time
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