Back to Back Again

I can't make you be my friend
I can't even pretend
That I don't already love you
That I don't already need you
That I'm not dying to be back in your arms

'Cause don't we get down?

You wonder was it ever more than sex
Looking back to back to with your ex
And you realize that it's only fair
The need you felt developed into greed
Developed into hatred like a weed
And left you both with just sex in the air.

You waken in your bedroom late at night
You reach out and you hit the table light
You turn around and find that I'm no longer there.
Wouldn't that be less than a delight
Maybe even closer to a fright.
Light no longer light, air no longer air?
 

Back to the Home Page | Email me! tony@tonypatti.com