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.