On the Side

I watched the the water run over the pebbles
I saw you slowly fading away from innocence
That youth of hours sitting on my bed
Drinking gin, listening to my vinyl lps
Believing we were the only ones in love
You could see into my soul, and we dreamed

We would stay up too late crusin' 13th street
You dragged me into your mystery, no way out
We parked under the oak tree at 10th street park
We drank gin in the dark beneath a starlit night
You kissed me deep and hard with juniper lips

The years moved by us, and we drifted
You left me in your mystery, still no way out
So much water under the bridge, washing it all way
Pebbles turned into sand, I'm standing on the shore
I hear you call on the wind, drawing me back in

I don't want to be your lover on the side
Don't want to be your second side dish
Don't want to live in the shadow of you
I don't want to care more than you do

We were so much younger then, only 22
Reaching for the dream, running with the wind
Too young to hold onto the dream, only 22
Now I can't be your lover on the side
It was easier then; we were only 22

I don't want to be your lover on the side
Don't want to be your second side dish
Don't want to live in the shadow of you
If only we were 22 again,
We would be in the light
In the light and 22 again
In the light-not your lover on the side.


© LAL
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