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rush hourand the day's dawningthe rain cameand pushed me under the awningthe puddles grew and threw themselves at mewith every passing car
I'm shielding my guitarand there were some things that Idid not tell himthere were certain thingshe did not need to knowand there were some dayswhen I did not love himhe didn't understand meand I don't know why
I didn't gohe said change the channel
I've got problems of my own
I'm so sick of hearing about drugsand aidsand people without homesand I said, well,I'd like to sympathize with thatbut if you don't understandthen how can you act
I expected summer to be there in the morning
I woke to the alarmbut she was out of arms reachsneaking outon silent thighsthat were spent and sorefrom the hot nights that came beforehe said I looked for you
I don't know why
I said I was wearing black so you couldsee me against the skytake your big leather bootsand your buckles and your chainsput them on a downtown train
I expected he would be there in the morning
I awoke to the alarmhe was still in arm's reachbut his body was just a disguisehis mind had wandered off long agoyou see in his eyeslove isn't over when the sheets are stainedin my head there remainsso much left to be saidmake me laugh, make me cry, enrage mebut just don't try to disengage me
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