LOVE JUNKIE
I'm a junkie
for your love.
As a perfect
copy of myself
I can be
found
On your
record turntable
And frozen
poetry
On your
wall.
In the coldness
Of loneliness
You can
find my name
In the
frost
On the
windowpane.
You can
find me
On the
end
Of the
phone.
I can come
In the
mail
Every week.
When you're
alone
Without
love
I can be
found
If you
look around.
Until we
come together again.
JUST ME
Did you
hear
Me
When I
Said that
I
Love
You.
Did you
see
You &
I
Together
Or
Just
me?
JUST TO ME
If you were
to walk
Through
my door
You'd get
me up
From my
chair
And if
you were to speak
Just to
me
You'd win
a friend
In short
time
LAYING BACK AGAIN
Laying back
again
Come share
your mind
We've got
plenty of time
Laying
back again
I was used
by her
Unaware
of her game
I'm stretched
out again
Across
the ground
Laying back
again
Where are
all my friends
I've tasted
the highs
But now
I spend my time
Laying
back again
It's a mellow
tune
That blows
through
It's another
type of girl
With its
same common end
Laying
back again
On the
ground
Laying
back again
LETTERS
It's the
letters
That I
have sent
That tells
you
How I feel
"I feel
like some old engine
That has
lost its driving wheel"
I want
to tell you that I need you
I want
to tell you that I love you
It's in
the letters
That I
have sent
LONG LEGS
The girl
with the long legs in the
Long dress
was moving across to me.
Copyright 1996
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