Jun 09, 2004 00:38
when you say you love me
you're speaking japanese
it's fleeting
like the trees lose their leaves
on the breeze
it's something finite
i used to wonder what love was
but there's no mystery in it
when you say love me
you just want me on my knees
it's for the moment
like a storm at sea
a passing fancy
like a good book you want to read
and then discard
something easy and not too hard to understand
admit it babe you just don't give a damn