the veiled sibyl

I have heard and said more inanities, since you took me in tow, than in all the rest of my life.

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Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Better Luck

I know I'm into you.
I don't know what to do.
When we talk I feel like I've died twice.
Boxers use it's fists.
Hockey players break their wrist.
You break my heart when you try to play nice.
Like a detective without a case
I'll magnify what you say and
Test the implications.
It could be you or it could be through
Before it even begins.
I'm a fish swimming without fins.

Better luck next time.
Maybe we could have a go
With another kind of love
One that carries on.
Better luck next time.
Guess I've only one regret
That i didn't get to know you better than I did.

You tell me that you're mine.
Are you just being kind?
Let's not stretch our imagination.
When you look in my eyes
Always get them butterflies
My knees get weak with anticipation.
And if I might have a slip of the tongue
Will the fun dissapear?
Is the binding coming undone?
You keep me waiting within your grasp
But I can't tell what you feel,
And I'm too afraid to ask you.

Better luck next time.
Maybe we could have a go
With another kind of love
One that carries on.
Better luck next time.
Guess I've only one regret
That I didn't get to know you better than I did.

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