The Idea of You
April 20, 2007
I’m living
With the idea of you
Cause it’s all that I’ve got
And I’ve had a few
Tie me up
With your gaze, beautifully
No chance for escape
Palm cradles the key
Catching lies
And throwing back their truths
Escaping from harm
Mistakes of our youth
Lives branching
And softly splintering
Continue to grow
Not losing a thing
I’m living
With the idea of you
If you call it that
Pretending you knew