beggars and choosers

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if beggars can’t be choosers
how can i let you go?
i’ve never heard a yes but i’m
so quick to tell you no

for what? just a shadow i chase
a fantasy i’ve seen on tv
i’m starving but i’m passing on
what you put in front of me

i’m sorry maybe more than i know
but i’ve got to see where this road ends
so hate me if you have to
but i’m just gonna be your friend

Add comment September 1st, 2005

playing with fire

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i know, i know i’m playing with fire
it’s a dangerous game to chase desire
and i’m so far away from that pot of gold
i’m already too old

but every night the dreams return
like the flame that always burn
i can’t spend my life just standing by
afraid of trusting an obvious lie

maybe i can make it
i won’t know until i try
this is my chance i’ll take it
and i won’t trust my eyes

maybe i can make it

from here i don’t know which way to go
but if i stop i’ll never know
the closer i get, the clearer the way
i won’t stop in the shade

i must walk this path alone
i cannot get there on my own
i need some hope to hold on to
so i make my way to you

Add comment May 4th, 2003

why does he love

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she stands on the corner shouting his name
he used to run his fingers through her hair
she’s made her choice to be a whore
and he tells himself not to care

’cause if he turns to face her calling
it won’t matter how sincere
he knows that eventually
she’ll end up right back here

so why does he lay down his heart to break?
why does he love for lovings sake?
he made a promise and every day he makes it true
maybe one day, maybe she’ll love him too

he adores the memories
the first laugh, the innocent kiss
he knows that sometimes
she forgets that he exists

she still says that she needs him
shows up drunk at his front door
he knows she’s only lonely
like a thousand times before

Add comment March 8th, 2003

waiting

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every morning i’ve stood at this open door
to watch the sun rise and reveal the empty day
train my eyes at the start of the sky
when i look for you who went away

they say i’m foolish for waiting
and hope’s a hard habit to break
they say i don’t look for you
it’s just my routine of being awake
eventually i go back inside
with excuses i have to believe
though each do i fight harder
to wait instead of grieve

this morning i won’t find you
it feels like pain to close the door
until you wrap your arms around me
you’re worth waiting for

Add comment March 8th, 2003

let him

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let him run his fingers through your hair
let him sing to you a song
when you’re afraid, you’ll try to run away
let him tell you that you’re wrong

let him kiss you full upon the mouth
let him brush against your breast (take away your breath)
show him hints of heaven
let him seek to find the rest

let him squeeze your thigh and smile
let him call himself your man
and all along you sweetly
let him fall into your hand

let him talk to you till morning
let him love till the end
and when you find a newer flavor
let him be then just a friend

let him take you out on friday night
let him make you so happy
but you’ll realize he’s not the one
let him lead you straight to me

Add comment October 2nd, 2002