Thursday, 23 February 2012

In the clutter of the evening...

In the clutter of the evening
I lie awake with life and she is teasing

Her bruises never stay
Her scars always seem to heal
Her beauty never frails

Even when standing in the daylight
You find yourself looking for her
And sometimes when you forget
You're reminded she's right behind you

The bitch can make you mad
The bitch can make you sad
This girl can make you smile
This lady can make it all worthwhile