Slow dancing on the boulevard
in the quiet moments while the city's still dark.
Sleepwalking through the summer rain
in the tired spaces, you could hear her name
When she was warm and tender
and you held her arms around you,
there was nothing but her love and affection.
She was crazy for you,
now she's part of something that you lost.
And for all you know
this could be the difference between what you need
and what you wanna be.
Night swimming in her diamond dress
making small circles move across the surface.
Stand watching from the steady shore
feeling wide open and waiting for
something warm and tender.
Now she's moving further from you,
there was nothing that could make it easy on you.
Every step you take reminds you that she's walking on
Yeah, for all you know
this could be
The difference between what you need
and what you want
Every word you never said
echoes down your empty hallway.
And everything that was your world
just came down.
Day breaking on the boulevard,
feel the sun warming up your second hand heart.
Light swimming right across your face
and you think maybe someday, yeah,
maybe someday...
Yeah, for all you know,
for all you know,
yeah, for all that you know,
this is what you wanna be,
girl, what you wanna be.
I found out
on a late-night drive,
in my winter coat,
with my bloodshot eyes.
And my faith ain't been
no friend to me,
and the way I sin
is hanging off of me.
And 'I'm sorry'
it can't take me anywhere.
Pretty soon, we're almost there.
Baby, one more night.
It's been a long, long drive
and I'm way, way tired
I don't need no backup plan
One more time
with a sad, sad smile.
And your white-breath friends
in the circus life,
all the one-way rides
and those sweet beginnings
passing on the left-hand side
with a sideways smile.
And I'm always
one step from stalling
by those trips they make.
Baby, dance all night
with your ass on fire
and your hands up high,
and feel me one more time.
Well, I learn to love myself
and I don't need no one else.
And when the love moves on
'cause it gets cold,
and another moves in
and it could fill the hole,
and I'm one more hopeful
lying on the bedroom floor.
Friday, November 6, 2009
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