I heard your voice the other night,
The one that used to make me light,
Donít listen to much of you these days;
Itís not a sensible way to live.
I donít wear my belts anymore,
And I sleep completely naked,
Itís not that I miss the old ways,
I lost my ways, country sunset rays,
Itís just that Iím not really sure if this is the Ďmeí I want to keep.
I keep my face delicate and my mouth shut,
Donít wear anything too get involved or emotional,
Itís not that Iíd be turned away,
I just wouldnít be as promotional.
I still have somethings, an image of unavailability,
Is this what I wanted to make of us?