i would buy you strawberries everyday
if i could,
if i knew what to say
then i would

i know it is lost
i know it has gone
so let the lighthouse reel me
and let the gas lamp shine on

i am stuck with nothing to do
i stand by old buildings
waiting for something new

do i cradle the baby
or do i place it back in the cot?
do i surrogate a parent
do i guess its maturity

there is you and there is truth
and there is,
a whole lot of lonely people
they are all under one roof

you’re not an object you’re a person
but you are,
an object of desire
of semi perfection perhaps

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heavens above
and hell below
if you cannot get enough
it’s tough because there is nowhere to go

i want the balance
but as me,
i constantly change
i want it all,
but i have to let some things be