Tuesday, 24 November 2009

4. Love's a fiction


Thursday evening
September weekend
Dave and Ivan in the bar
i go outside
for a smoke
and you are there yet so afar

i can see
it's not me you're looking for
but still i hang around the door
even though i know the score

love's a fiction that kills you slowly
leads to sadness and feeling lonely
love's a fiction that kills you slowly

it's been two weeks
you've been so busy
can't switch on your mobile phone
i watch your hands
squeeze the bars
of your bike and i recall

when it was me
you squeezed and gazed into my eyes
and touched me deeper than you knew
but love's a fantasy for fools

love's a fiction that kills you slowly
leads to madness and feeling lonely
love's a fiction that kills you slowly

so i say take care, and we embrace one last time
you say you'll call, but you never did, so why lie
but i'm smiling
keep smiling
though i am crying inside

Monday morning
September weekend
i meet Ivan in the store
i say i'm fine
was out my mind
irrational, but now of course

i can see
it was all down to the e
i hardly know him yeah you know
just need to get out cycling more

love's a fiction that kills you slowly
leads to sadness and feeling lonely
love's a fiction that kills you slowly.

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