| I have weaknesses like all my brothers do
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| An objectifying eye and hands that follow suit
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| Some ugly allergy to the true love on my plate
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| Wrong wiring, connections I can’t make
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| I had this pocket watch from a love I couldn’t claim
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| I lost in Luxembourg, whispering your name
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| To a sculpture garden where time won’t heal all wounds
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| Without regret I still remember every night with you
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| I felt your belly blessed with a blooming baby boy
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| I dreamt he’d be mine once — like I really had the choice
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| Kids do stupid things, and I was, and I did
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| A long life ago, some other person lived
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| She seemed satisfied in the corner of the frame
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| Until she turned to me, said «I need to walk away
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| Speak no argument, you’re nowhere close to sure
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| I’m sorry, but, I don’t have time for sorry anymore» |