Monday, February 18, 2008
For a long time I was in love
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didn't work out, I'm covered with shells
And all I ever wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man so I could be a wife
I'm so ashamed, I've been so mean
I don't know how it got to this point
Like a sick domestic abuser looking for a fight
and all I wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life
If we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again, would I try to make you mine?
I always thought I'd be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like you'd be a good dad
And all those simple things are simply too complicated for my life
How'd I get so faithful to my freedom? a selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life
Not only in love, I was obsessed
With a friendship that no one else could touch
It didn't work out, I'm covered with shells
And all I ever wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life
And all I needed was a simple man so I could be a wife
I'm so ashamed, I've been so mean
I don't know how it got to this point
Like a sick domestic abuser looking for a fight
and all I wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life
If we met tomorrow for the very first time
Would it start all over again, would I try to make you mine?
I always thought I'd be a mom
Sometimes I wish for a mistake
The longer that I wait the more selfish that I get
You seem like you'd be a good dad
And all those simple things are simply too complicated for my life
How'd I get so faithful to my freedom? a selfish kind of life
When all I ever wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life
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3 comments:
Sometimes the simplest things are the most complicated. I know, I have supped at that table too many times.
All I know now is that when I am faced with these times, I can only hold on to my faith.
God will never forsake us, even when all humanity may turn its back.
and who may you be, dear "to see the world in a grain of sand"? are you the keeper of the Garden of Poppies?
an angel, a friend.
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