Monday, August 25, 2008

Shaking Like a Leaf on the Corner of Life

Last night I dreamt I kissed you
and just like in real life you pulled away.
I guess I'm just not good enough
and Gladys said I'm too much of a man for you,
but she's too much of a woman for me.
But I know if I were him,
we wouldn't just be friends.
I guess sometimes I just wish I were him.
so tell me pretty baby,
did you lay with me those nights
because you were lonely
or did you get back at him?
Was my bed as warm as his?
Did I suffice?
Was I able to keep you to the lifestyle
you're accustomed to?
Cause now that you're gone I toss and turn...
but I guess that's what I deserve.
You said I wasn't like the rest,
but you treated me like the rest.
Like those that came before you.
So say you're my friend and bow out gracefully.
Tomorrow I'll wake up to my cold sheets
with the smell of Los Angeles on my skin,
and you'll wake up in international waters
wearing is sweater.
But when he's gone and the smell of nicotine stains your skin
I hope you remember those warm summer nights
I threw myself at you.
The Nights we sang...
"We're loyal, like brothers
just us versus all the others.
You're the one for, you're the one for me."

1 comment:

~Gwendolyn said...

I sang this song for nearly seven years, a lifetime ago. Your words bear the marks of a hindsight that refuses to rewrite the bitter truth, as so many others easily will do.