I heard your song the other night, the one that used to make me flinch,
Don’t listen to much music these days; it’s not a sensible way to live.
I don’t wear my scarves anymore, and I tie my hair up to sleep,
It’s not that I miss the old days, my lost ways, country sunset rays,
It’s just that I’m not sure if this is the ‘me’ I want to keep.
I keep my face delicate and my mouth blasé,
Don’t wear anything too involved or emotional,
It’s not that I’d be turned away, I just wouldn’t be as promotional.
I still behave aloof, an image of unavailability,
Is this what i wanted to make of me?
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