and now you’re back
03.24.02 Sunday...once again
Brooklyn, New York
I made believe you loved me,
I'm a victim of my dreams
I’m out of breath, I’m out of you,
and now you’re back it seems
My heart’s so sad, a weeping willow
I danced the fool for you
I can’t sleep, can’t find my pillow...
I dreamed that we were through
So now this day I’m on the run,
I need to flee from you
to get myself together,
you’ve broken me in two.
You love to hate the way I love you
you hate to love the way I do
I learned tonight you never loved me
the way that I love you
I can’t turn your tears from water into wine
it’s driving me insane
nor will I cry out loud my dear
to let you know my pain
I should of had some self control
shouldn’t want you like I do
I’ve come undone without your soul
just need to be of you
I made believe you loved me
a victim of my dreams
I’m out of breath, I’m out of you
and now you’re back, it seems
(...tell me what to do)
copyright epp/2009

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