Love: a Musical III
I wait for the day I come home from the lonely past.
I look for the girl who has put up with all of my shit.
I never needed anyone for so long…
The other night you said you might try to kill yourself;
You are too strong for you; you are invincible….
I learn in your bed I’ve been gone for too long,
so I put in the time, but it’s too late to make me strong.
Now all I want is your pity.
All I want are your bitter tears.
But – but, but, but – it really, really
can’t be gone.
We’re still right here..
It took so long.
Can’t say we heard it all.
Limbs parallel, we stood so long we fell…
(We painted a song.
It started when we were young,
but now it is in our lungs).