Dec 17, 2005 11:32
...and you'll say
"did they love you or what?"
and i'll say
"they love what i do"
(the only one who really loves me is you)
and you'll say
"girl, did you kick some butt?"
and i'll say
"i don't really remember...
but my fingers are sore
and my voice is, too."
you'll say
"it's really good to see you"
you'll say
"i missed you horribly"
you'll say
"let me carry that...give that to me"
and you will take the heavy stuff
and you will drive the car
and i'll look out the window and make jokes
about the way
things
are.
i lean up to kiss your face
but you're way too tall
so here i stand waving goodbye
i'll remember it all
the way you held your hands
full with offerings...