Zimmerman

there's something about bob dylan talking in my ear and the quiet, persistent rain outside that makes the earth feel safe again. the big nothing that i've been trapped in is reigned back in and down toward the atmosphere and people that are lost don't seem so far away. i wish that i could find my answers blowing in the wind.

clutter

i ought to quit
& ought to change.
i ought to accept
some simple, plain facts.

why refrain without reason
& why fight without a cause?

i lost everything i could lose
so i'm thinking of unloading
the clutter in my head.

if i've got nothing to lose -
i must have nothing to gain.

that ought to make some kind of sense.

your woman

just tell me what you've got to say to me.
i've been waiting for so long to hear the truth.
it comes as no surprise at all you see -
so cut the crap and tell me that we're through.

now i know your heart; i know your mind.
you don't even know you're being unkind.
so much for all your high-brow, marxist ways.
just use me up and then you walk away.
boy, you can't play me that way.


well, i guess what you say is true -
i could never be the right kind of girl for you.


i could never be your woman (x4)


when i saw my best friend yesterday -
she said she never liked you from the start.
well me - i wish that i could claim the same,
but you always knew you held my heart.
and you're such a  charming, handsome man.
now, i think i finally understand.


is it in your genes - i don't know.
but i'll soon find out - that's for sure.
why did you play me this way?


well, i guess what you say is true -
i could never be the right kind of girl for you.


i could never be your woman (x4)

well, i guess what they say is true -
i could never spend my life with a man like you.


i could never be your woman (x4)

white town

surrender

i may be guilty
of what i condemn
& i may be wrong
about your motives & mine.

there's no judgement
i can pass upon us now.
i don't care to know
if you were wrong or you were right.

i only ever cared to know you.