Sing to me again
With that guitar and jagged voice
Of how something beautiful
Is a minute away
Seconds now
I’ve done this before
And I don’t see it coming

Regrets
Like newspaper headlines
And we lie side by side  
But this bed is as empty as  
A grave
your fingers don’t feel
Like they used to
On satin sheets
Your eyes were of the
Ocean
You won my heart
For a second
And nothing more

And we could
Venture Paris
At night
with the lights
And all the lovers
With their poetry and songs
But I still
Wouldn’t see
The beauty.

Seconds now
I’ve done this before
And I don’t see it coming