meandering - funny how i can even find the words
Thursday, January 16, 2003
slight of hand
never saw you till you went away
grabbed your things and headed for the train
bracelet slipped from your wrist to the floor
i picked it up, i wish i could have more
part of you is mine
always with me always on my mind
now every face i see today is yours
i picture you behind unopened doors
but in my dreams i guess you'll have to stay
at least that means you'll never go away
part of you is mine
always with me always on my mind
circle small dont want to stretch it
wont fit for me, your hands are smaller
you're slight of hand
slight of hand