He's got her hanging onto his every word
so very desperate for him to stay in love with her
hanging onto every syllable that he speaks
eyes shut, fingers crossed, "... stay in love with me."
this is all i want. to stay here with you.
holding on tight, i'll always stay true.
is it her alone he's missing ?
he's going on mysteriously
because another night he's busy
& she lays awake so lonely
the saddest thoughts, she's wondering
if they are still all right
& how he's spending his nights.
& as usual he'll promise something nice
and again make everything just fine.
& he makes her world go round.
he swears that he'll never let her down.
but he can't talk her down, no, not tonight
... but "soon" he'll make everything all right.
you're my arist; it's you that paints the smile on my face
you that molds me out of your terribly fragile clay.
& no, i wouldn't complain ... not a second longer...
it's just that, dear arist ... i wish you'd made me to be stronger.
but here is a sight even he will find too sad to paint
her knees brought up to her mascara smeared face
scared to think soon he might be slipping away
... but tonight there's nothing he can say.
because, love, can't you see ?
tonight ... he's busy.
those thoughts make it so she can't even think.
alone she lays, tangled up in her sheets.
& she wonders, if it's her alone he's missing.
he's going on so very mysteriously.
where's he gone ? he has no time to say.
& she goes to bed early on the nights he's away
but, still, there she lays
for hours, awake.
so this is what this infamous feeling does.
i'll fall to pieces for you, my love ...
oh, you know i would ... you know me
i'll fall to pieces for you ... just don't leave me lonely.
he's not home; she doesn't know where to find him.
& is this the part where she must fall silent ?
so tired, but awake in the bed she lies in
& is this her cue to start crying ?
could his voice come in before the night & the morning meet
and soothe her sadness with his reassurances so sweet
no ... he's busy tonight.
but maybe next time, maybe next time ...
we'll get the chance to dance bare foot by the shore.
you'll kiss me gently,
& my heart won't be breaking anymore.
she thinks the saddest thoughts & brings herself to tears
thinking so much they seem more than just "silly" fears
... she's driving her self to insanity
but she thinks it sounds better than reality.
she cries in the absence of his words
so very desperate for him to stay in love with her
whisperring into her ghost white pillowcase,
fingers crossed, tears fresh, "let him never go away."
drying her tears with the hem of her sheet
eyes shut, she prays "please let him stay in love with me."
