It used to be so easy
Living here with you
You were bright and breezy
And I knew
Just what to do
Now you look
So unhappy
And I feel
Like a fool
(lyrics by Carole King)
Yeah, I know
You can’t go
Home again
But that
Doesn’t mean
That I wouldn’t
Like to
If I only could
I would like
To go back
To the time
When you
Told me
That you loved me
Remember that?
I would like
To go back
To the time
When we both
Lived and loved
together
In our house
Not your house
Not my house
But our house
Remember that?
I would like
To go back
To the time
When you said
That you
Wanted to have
A baby
And I said
Yes
Because
I was still
In love with you
And I wanted
Us all to be okay
And happy
Remember that?
I would like
To go back
To the time
When our
Little girl
Would rush
Into my arms
To say hello
When I returned
Home from
Work
Having just
Flown home
From Albany
In the State helicopter
And having driven
The Long Island Expressway
Like a madman
Just so I could
Get home
In time for dinner
Remember that?
But when
It came down
To choosing
Between
Having
A loving family
Or going
Insane
You chose
Madness
As you do
To this very day
Me and our baby
Weren’t even
A close second
And come to think
Of it
We never
Even had a chance
Did we?
jhmarkowitz
Philadelphia, Pa. 2011
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
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