Thursday, April 9, 2009

Woman are a dime a dozen
They come and they go
But this one has hope
Though she's living life's lows

And this flower needs sun
Words you say burn her strength
Right or wrong, needs you so
So careful, careful as you go

What's she doing with you
Maybe ask yourself this question
'Cause oil and water don't mix
Like polar opposites
It's dichotomy.

Holding you late at night
She sighs when you go
Feels lost and you don't know
Why is she waiting for you

So watch who you play with
She can't let her heart go
She's been hurt before
But she believes and she needs

Something in you crazy boy
She only knows this need
Her voices warn her so
She's finding she can't let go

What's she doing with you
Maybe ask yourself this question
'Cause oil and water don't mix
Like polar opposites
It's dichotomy.

Maybe there's more there
Which you refuse to see
Does she hide her gaze
So you can't really see

She's always done the right thing
Not sure how you fit in
Just knows what you bring
She the flower and you, the sun

April 2009

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