She sees
She feels the pain
And when her daughter tries to ask her
She says, 'it's hard to explain.'
Cause she feels,
With out.
Late night
Tap dance
Old movies, with romance
Scanning the channels for a sign
She says, 'if I can just find the right program;
There's a piece of myself I want back.'
But there's nothing on
She sings;
Closes her eyes
And when the sun starts raining down on her
It's been a short night
She's with out
And she knows now
She says, 'if I can just find the right man;
There's a piece of myself I want back, from him.'
But there's nothing on
Nothing good is ever on.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
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