as i sit on the edge of my bed
putting on my shoes
and thinking about how i'm going to be late for work once again,
i glance down at you,
sleeping on my pillow
softly snoring
undoubtedly exhausted from what was a long, mind-numbing night
my CD player blinks annoyingly,
to let me know that we finished off a bunch of CDs,
and i cant help but think,
i never knew music could be so beautiful...
a thousand thoughts race through my head,
but they are all too profound to dwell on at 7:36 in the morning,
so i just let them race,
along with my heart
and remind myself to put my feelings on hold
maybe your touch was the softest and gentlest i ever felt,
and maybe the way you kissed me melted me in a thousand places on my body
maybe the way you looked into my eyes,
and touched my cheek
was enough to make my knees go weak
and maybe i never felt so safe in anyone's arms...
but you're still just a boy
and boys break girls' hearts,
if they are not careful
i'd like to think that last night was not just something
you'll chalk up to another fuck,
but instead
a night you'll remember with the wonder and amazingness
of a shooting star, or a four-leaf clover...
something you maybe see only once or twice in your life,
but that you never really forget...
i sit there, on the edge of a bed we christened just a few hours ago,
and i stare at you just a bit longer,
wondering what last night was to you...
but more than that,
what it was to me
i wish i could stop the hate in my heart,
the contempt i have,
for all men
because of the so many in my past that have made me this way
i wish i could do that for you
i wish i could take last night's vision to work with me today and smile
as i write program after program
but i know that as soon as i walk out that door,
last night will fade into the background of my life
and i'll complain tomorrow about how i'm so empty
i wish i could stop screaming inside,
and just let myself fall for you...
because you are in so many ways,
exactly what i want,
and exactly what i need
in my life
i'm sorry boy...
boy sleeping in my bed,
still sweaty from a night of passion and frenzy
sorry that i can't stay
in this bed with you,
or in this moment
i cant allow you to be another picture i have to take down off my wall down the road,
or a memory i have to try to erase when it all goes to hell
i have to let the glue dry on the broken shatters of this heart
so that maybe one day,
i can give it to someone who wont break it
when you wake up,
and i'm not there
i hope you dont hate me
and i hope you dont think it was all for nothing
for the first time in a very long time,
i have a perfect moment i can keep
and lock away...
a moment that couldn't have gotten any better
a moment that makes me smile and shiver at the same time
i feel like i should say something,
but the words would come out all wrong
i dont know what to say
or how to feel
(or maybe its that i wont let myself feel)
so i kiss you softly on the lips,
as you sleep
and i glide out the door back into the real world
shutting the door to a perfect night
with a great guy,
who will hate me when he wakes up.
putting on my shoes
and thinking about how i'm going to be late for work once again,
i glance down at you,
sleeping on my pillow
softly snoring
undoubtedly exhausted from what was a long, mind-numbing night
my CD player blinks annoyingly,
to let me know that we finished off a bunch of CDs,
and i cant help but think,
i never knew music could be so beautiful...
a thousand thoughts race through my head,
but they are all too profound to dwell on at 7:36 in the morning,
so i just let them race,
along with my heart
and remind myself to put my feelings on hold
maybe your touch was the softest and gentlest i ever felt,
and maybe the way you kissed me melted me in a thousand places on my body
maybe the way you looked into my eyes,
and touched my cheek
was enough to make my knees go weak
and maybe i never felt so safe in anyone's arms...
but you're still just a boy
and boys break girls' hearts,
if they are not careful
i'd like to think that last night was not just something
you'll chalk up to another fuck,
but instead
a night you'll remember with the wonder and amazingness
of a shooting star, or a four-leaf clover...
something you maybe see only once or twice in your life,
but that you never really forget...
i sit there, on the edge of a bed we christened just a few hours ago,
and i stare at you just a bit longer,
wondering what last night was to you...
but more than that,
what it was to me
i wish i could stop the hate in my heart,
the contempt i have,
for all men
because of the so many in my past that have made me this way
i wish i could do that for you
i wish i could take last night's vision to work with me today and smile
as i write program after program
but i know that as soon as i walk out that door,
last night will fade into the background of my life
and i'll complain tomorrow about how i'm so empty
i wish i could stop screaming inside,
and just let myself fall for you...
because you are in so many ways,
exactly what i want,
and exactly what i need
in my life
i'm sorry boy...
boy sleeping in my bed,
still sweaty from a night of passion and frenzy
sorry that i can't stay
in this bed with you,
or in this moment
i cant allow you to be another picture i have to take down off my wall down the road,
or a memory i have to try to erase when it all goes to hell
i have to let the glue dry on the broken shatters of this heart
so that maybe one day,
i can give it to someone who wont break it
when you wake up,
and i'm not there
i hope you dont hate me
and i hope you dont think it was all for nothing
for the first time in a very long time,
i have a perfect moment i can keep
and lock away...
a moment that couldn't have gotten any better
a moment that makes me smile and shiver at the same time
i feel like i should say something,
but the words would come out all wrong
i dont know what to say
or how to feel
(or maybe its that i wont let myself feel)
so i kiss you softly on the lips,
as you sleep
and i glide out the door back into the real world
shutting the door to a perfect night
with a great guy,
who will hate me when he wakes up.
