Your love I shared with the night.
The clichés, your satin dress,
Heart shaped candy, car crashes
And all the rest.

Simple is my devotion,
Reassure your emotions.
Was it a tango in your heart?
Or a walk through a lonely park?

Cherry blossom
In the city sky.
I was being topsy turvy.
On a slow day’s morning.

The moon glimmered like a mirror ball,
Desire took me by the hand.
I turned out the light
And I whispered a name.

I didn’t want to be out there that day.
Like the deaf listening for the dead,
With a roll of the dice
It all just slipped away.

Almost like clockwork,
Knowing there would be hurt
I let the sun burn my wings
And look what it’s wrought.

I was messed up with
airplane in my head.
In the here and now it doesn’t need to be gone.
I was never far from your sight passing time.

Moving on, moving back,
I’m here at your door,
It’s hard to leave what’s behind
ignore the crest of broken promises

Your love I shared with the night.
The clichés, your satin dress
Heart shaped candy, car crashes
And all the rest.

(C) Copyright 2006, Marty Finestone