You get back here
You do it so slowly
Do it calm, now
Don't be so angryI got something
I've been chasing
Every day since I started walkingIt just sits here
In the distance
It always flirts with the tips of my fingersYou thought that
You could love it
Until it touched you
And now you just wanna stop itWell I'm sorry
It's not likely
It was here when you got here
And it'll be here when you're not here no moreAnd then some days
I get lucky
I can focus and things are less shakyAnd I scrape you
Off the pale moon
And I slip you
Into soft shoesAnd you tap dance
To a jazz band
On a cruise ship
Near an islandAnd your hair's up
You wear a short dress
And a wide smile
Your movements are carelessIt's a daydream
I keep having
To make the clocks move
While I'm workingOr a bad joke
I can't sit through
And I smile because I feel like I have toBut if you'd look under the table
You'd see I'm playing with my knife
I'm slicing stripes into my kneecaps
And I'm struggling just to come off politeWe could be a snapshot framed and hung like a portrait
What if that's true and I'm the only one who knows it?
Songwriters
KEVIN PATRICK DEVINEPublished by
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