not right for you

woke up in the middle of the night
just to hear myself cry
reached over and you weren't there
and I remembered why

all those things I could have said
those few things I should have done
the one thing I knew you needed
was the one way I couldn't love
and now it's too late, there's too little time
you won't answer my calls, I'm tired of tryin
but I can't stop, and it's clear why
no matter what else I do,
my love wasn't right for you
it was hard thing to just get out
you said that I should
though I knew it was over, I had my doubts
about if I even could

You gave all the early signs
'bout how you were startin to feel
And now after all this time
why am I hanging on to some ideal?
and now it's too late, there's too little time
you won't answer my calls, I'm tired of tryin
but I can't stop, and it's clear why
tried it too many times, in so many ways
can't keep goin the rest of our days
cos no matter what else I do
it always comes back true
my love wasn't right for you



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