by Grace Potter
Yesterday he said my eyes
Were fading fast away
I said, Well what do you expect?
You asked me not to stay
And if it had all been for the best
I wouldn't feel this way
And he said...
He said, It's crazy
How love stays with me
You know it hurts me
'Cause I don't want to fight this war
And it's amazing
To see me reading through this scene of love and fear
And apologies
My love is like a blanket
That gets a little bit too warm sometimes
I want to wrap somebody in it
Who can hold me in his arms
'Cause when it got a little too hot in there
He was always stepping out for air
And he froze...
Yesterday he looked at me
With a tear in his eye
And said, I'll always tell you you're my friend
I hope I don't have to lie
'Cause it's clear you love another man
I said, You're damn right
And he said...
He said, It's crazy
How love stays with me
You know it hurts me
'Cause I don't want to fight this war
And it's amazing
To see me reading through this scene of love and fear
And apologies
He said, It's crazy
How love stays with me
You know it hurts me
That I didn't figure it out before
And now it's too late for a soliloquy
Way too late for dignity
It's time for apologies
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Apologies
Labels: melancholia, Nocturnals, romance
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