Living On Passion
there wasn't much to leave behind
nothing I couldn't do without
it's all replaceable including me
a well full of nothing but doubt
my robe still hangs behind your door
there's probably shoes on the closet floor
keep that stuff or throw it all away
sorry 'bout the Chanel on the pillowcase
like snow falling in El Paso
it took me a while to see
that living just on passion
would never be enough for me
I know that you won't wonder
what it is you could do
when you find a piece of me
it won't leave you blue
I had no choice, none that I could tell
those feelings left me hard pressed
I took everything I could carry
except that dark green dress
like snow falling in El Paso
it took me a while to see
that living just on passion
would never be enough for me
no, it wasn't enough for me
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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