Sep 01, 2005 22:24
Tonight, just like every night, a sunset fell flat out of the sky.
And I put commas in between words, just like I always do.
I didn't sing inside my car, because I rarely ever do.
Inside my head I felt secure and that's my only cue:
to drop this towel in all dimensions, erase the ink from on the walls.
Forget tomorrow may bring today, in case I do stop loving you.
And though she flails in sheer delight and sometimes sinks to sullen sad...
It's meant to be, it has to be.
I'm the one you'll always have.