Wednesday a.m. -

< previous ... next> Wednesday a.m. Sitting on the steps of my lover’s house Looking to the sky for inspiration Dreaming of a dry wind to melt my perspiration And I wonder, if things could ever be the same And I wonder, if you can even recall my name Or what I said last time we met I love you, baby I love you, baby I love you, baby I hope that maybe We can go out tonight At weekends You were always the one who let me hold your hand Running for the last train after midnight Keeping all my hopes and expectations water-tight And though sometimes I feel that I can take the pain I’m so tired, because all you want to do is play And I can’t stay with you that way < previous ... next>

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