It was perhaps january,
when two stars collide...

My mother"s daughter was a clever girl, but...
felt far too brave, or too beautiful, or too...

I caught a glimpse of you yesterday,
on the corner of a one way street...

So many truths,so many lies
little hello's but too many goodbyes...

You'll never know
about picking apples...

I think the woman is something far too resentful...
The poet is proud like a peacock, she knows she's...

Just understand
that it has nothing to do with you...

I keep thinking about you,
I keep thinking about your country...

I do not think of myself as
a poet anymore though...

Through thick and thin you have been
Been in love and out again...

Maria did warn me once,
with all the love between her teeth...

Its the vulnerability that comes when you realize...
I was another girl once, and I didn't truly like...