Best Laid Plans
Best Laid Plans
I made the reservations, the candles are lit…
Your bath is drawn, steamy, hot, full of bubbles.
Your favorite music, in the stereo, on low.
You have arrived, at last my lover is here.
Bittersweet is your arrival, as you ask and I answer…
No I have not been talking to her.
I do not want to be with anyone else.
I was busy, making plans for us, I’m sorry love.
I cancel dinner, blow out the flames.
The water grows cold, and drains down slowly.
The music has become deafening silence.
And I am gone, at last my lover is alone
Bittersweet is my departure, as I ask and you answer…
I’m sorry I didn’t trust you.
I want you back, please don’t go.
I will let you have all the time you need.
I’m sorry, but my love is like your bathwater.
It has grown cold, and is all drained out.
I made the reservations, the candles are lit…
Your bath is drawn, steamy, hot, full of bubbles.
Your favorite music, in the stereo, on low.
You have arrived, at last my lover is here.
Bittersweet is your arrival, as you ask and I answer…
No I have not been talking to her.
I do not want to be with anyone else.
I was busy, making plans for us, I’m sorry love.
I cancel dinner, blow out the flames.
The water grows cold, and drains down slowly.
The music has become deafening silence.
And I am gone, at last my lover is alone
Bittersweet is my departure, as I ask and you answer…
I’m sorry I didn’t trust you.
I want you back, please don’t go.
I will let you have all the time you need.
I’m sorry, but my love is like your bathwater.
It has grown cold, and is all drained out.