june is here
april is gone
hot and humid and the showers dont take.
she's young. a runaway when i met her, she told me she was 18. when the cops questioned me about her a month after she'd gone, they said 'juvenile'. thank god i think with the big head. she'll be 18 in august. back home now, not running anymore. she says she'll visit me for a weekend soon. i told her i wouldn't again until she did, and i meant it. i'm afraid i'm going to lose her before i let me be hers. if that's the way it must be, then so be it. no regrets, no tears...
same old shit.
different day
different week
different month
different year.
tomorrow is coming soon.
goodnight.
april is gone
hot and humid and the showers dont take.
she's young. a runaway when i met her, she told me she was 18. when the cops questioned me about her a month after she'd gone, they said 'juvenile'. thank god i think with the big head. she'll be 18 in august. back home now, not running anymore. she says she'll visit me for a weekend soon. i told her i wouldn't again until she did, and i meant it. i'm afraid i'm going to lose her before i let me be hers. if that's the way it must be, then so be it. no regrets, no tears...
same old shit.
different day
different week
different month
different year.
tomorrow is coming soon.
goodnight.