I was an open book, you were an ocean breeze.

We found a tender love it blossomed wild and free. Pure proof was in your arms when you were kissing me. I was an open book, you were an ocean breeze; rustling through pages I never should have let you see.

Friend’s asking where you are, say I misunderstood. I say he’s gone away, but he’s not gone for good. Speak of romantic plans we’re looking forward to. Meanwhile, imagining you end up with someone new.

Was I so wrong being such an open book? Trusting so soon, losing all the tender time it took to love you, just to crawl away with broken wings and the pieces of my heart still splintering. It’s surely over now, but how I ache inside. This ocean full of tears that I’m about to cry. You’re sorry for this pain, yeah, that’s not what you meant. I’m sorry too but my feelings more permanent.

My Solitary's Suicide

Just about the time the shadows call I undress my mind and dare you to follow. Paint a portrait of my mystery. Only close my eyes and you are here with me. A nameless face to think I see to sit and watch the waves with me till they're gone. A heart I'd swear I'd recognize is made out of my own devices.... Could I be wrong?

Sleepless nights you creep inside of me, paint your shadows on the breath that we share; You take more than just my sanity, you take my reason not to care. No ordinary wings I'll need the sky itself will carry me back to you, the things I dream that I can do. I'll open up the moon for you just come down soon

The time that I've taken I pray is not wasted, have I already tasted my piece of one sweet love? Ready and waiting for a heart worth the breaking but I'd settle for an honest mistake in the name of one sweet love.

Savor the sorrow to soften the pain sip on the southern rain. As I do, I don't look don't touch don't do anything but hope that there is a you. The earth that is the space between, I'd banish it from under me... to get to you. Your unexpected love provides my solitary's suicide... oh I wish I knew.

Untill I See Him Again

I could use another cigarette but don't worry daddy, I'm not addicted yet. One too many drinks tonight and I miss you like you were mine. All your stormy words have barely broken and you sound like thunder though: You've barely spoken. Oh it looks like rain tonight and thank God 'cause a clear sky just wouldn't feel right.

He's taken and leaving but I keep believing that he's gonna come round soon. He will. I know. You may be my final match 'cause I chase everything when you play throw and I play catch. It never took much to keep me satisfied but all the bullshit you feed me; you miss me, you need me. This hungry heart will not subside

He's taken and leaving but I keep believing that he's gonna come round soon until I see him again. I'm staying believing that it won't be deceiving when he's gonna come round. Well I may seem naive if I cry as you leave. Like I'm just one more tortured heart. These cracks that I show as I'm watching you go aren't tearing me apart.

The angels said I'd smile today. Well who needs angels anyway?

Too Many Things

There's too many things that I haven't done yet. Too many sunsets I haven't seen. You can't waste the day wishing it'd slow down, you would've thought by now. I'd have learned something I made up my mind when I was a young girl. I've been given this one world, I won't worry it away but now and again I lose sight of the good life. I get stuck in a low light but then love comes in.

I do what I can wherever I end up to keep giving my good love and spreading it around 'cause I've had my fair share of take care and goodbyes. I've learned how to cry and I'm better for that, say how far do I have to go to get to you.

Red letter day and I'm in a blue mood, wishing that blue would just carry me away. I've been talking to God don't know if it's helping or not but surely something has got to got to got to give. Cause I can't keep waiting to live.

How far do I have to go to get to you? Many the miles? Send me the miles and I'll be happy. Been talking to God don't know if it's helping or not. Oh send me the miles and I'll be happy to follow you love.

Wondering... Why?

Why do you let me stay here all by myself? Why don't you come and play here? I'm just sitting on the shelf. Why don't you sit right down and stay a while? We like the same things and I like your style. It's not a secret, why do you keep it?

I'm just sitting on the shelf. I've gotta get your presents, let's make it known. I think you're just so pleasant I would like you for my own.

Why don't you sit right down and make me smile? You make me feel like I am just a child. Why do you edit? Just give me credit. I'm just sitting on the shelf.

For those of you

For those of you who tried, but didn't make it, settle down. It's never what you think. The summit doesn't differ from the deep, dark valley, and the valley doesn't differ from the kitchen sink.

For those of you who thought you'd be forgotten, the friends you've made will try their best, to make it so. Think of all the beauty that you left behind you. You can take it if you want it, and then let it go.

And this is not a test. No, it is not a test. What do you think? Taking numbers never made sense, anyways. 'Cause you can have it, if you want it.

For those of us who try to keep remembering, try to do our better than our best. Think of all the children in the drifts of snow. Winners never quit, but winters never rest.

sweet as it is

Sometimes I can be perfectly sweet, got the sugary me all stuffed up in my sleeve and I’ll talk of ponies and rainbows and things and I’m just who you want me to be: Like most creatures down here on the ground. I’m composed of the elements moving around but I grow and change and I shift and I switch.

And it turns out I’m actually kind of a bitch but that only happens when I get provoked by some piece of shit asshole we all sadly know, and I sit and I write while reminding you all that mean songs are still better than going postal.

And that guy’s an asshole, that girl’s a bitch; but baby it’s natural no getting away from it. So say it out with me and then let it go. Fuck that guy he’s just an asshole and so I surprised you with some of my words and I know that surprises, while fun, still can hurt.

I hate to think I have ruined the day. You’re the dick and the queen of the high horse parade, but I’m sick and tired of your poisonous ways. You’re a toxin wasting perfectly good space and I say what I think ‘cause it’s more economic than drugs or a drink.

Fuck that guy he’s just an asshole and I won’t let him in under my skin. Your a sad sack of shit? It’s pathetic, just a festering sore that will never be more than that if I don’t let it.

Thank you for every sweet sour swing mood :)

Unspoken Truth

Time to tell me the truth to burden your mouth for what you say. No pieces of paper in the way cause i can't continue pretending to choose. These opposite sides on which we fall, the loving you laters if at all no right minds could wrong be this many times.

My memory is cruel, I'm queen of attention to details defending intentions if he fails. Until now, he told me her name. It sounded familiar in a way I could have sworn i'd heard him say it ten thousand times. If only I had been listening... Leave unsaid unspoken, eyes wide shut unopened. You and me, always between the lines.

I thought I was ready to bleed that we'd move from the shadows on the wall and stand in the center of it all. Too late two choices to stay or to leave. Mine was so easy to uncover, he'd already left with the other. So i've learned to listen through silence.

I tell myself all the words he surely meant to say. I'll talk until the conversation doesn't stay on. Wait for me I'm almost ready when he meant let go.

Let go?

I never meant to be the one to let you down. If anything, I thought I saw myself going first I didn't know how to stick around. How to see anybody but me be getting hurt. I keep remembering that night and the conversation breaking up the mood. I didn't want to tell you, you were right like the season changing. Yes I felt it too.

Does anybody know how to hold my heart? How to told my heart? 'cause I don't want to let go... Let go too soon. I want to tell you so before the sun goes dark, how to hold my heart 'cause I don't want to let go of you.

I'm not the kind to try to tell you lies but the truth is you've been hiding from it too. I see the end sneaking in behind your eyes saying everything no words could ever do.

Is anybody listening? 'cause I'm crying. But who will care?

Woman Thoughts

In the heat of the fight I walked away ignoring words that you were saying trying to make me stay. I said, 'This time I've had enough" and you've called a hundred times but I'm not picking up cause I'm so mad I might tell you that it's over.

But if you look a little closer I said, "Leave," but all I really want is you to stand outside my window throwing pebbles screaming, "I'm in love with you". Wait there in the pouring rain, come back for more and don't you leave cause I know all I need is on the other side of the door.

Me and my stupid pride are sitting here alone; Going through the photographs, staring at the phone. I keep going back over things we both said and I remember the slamming door and all the things that I misread. So babe if you know everything, tell me why you couldn't see when I left I wanted you to chase after me.

With your face and the beautiful eyes and the conversation with the little white lies and the faded picture of a beautiful night, you carry me from your motorcycle to the stairs and I broke down crying, was she worth this mess? After everything and that little black dress. After everything I must confess, I need you.