T. Street

Something’s gotta give
And it sure as hell ain’t me
I’m gonna cut loose
Like lightning through the trees
I’m green against the water
Blue against the sky
This girl has counted up
Her each and every sigh
Loverman has run away
Loverman done gone
Loverman flew across the sky
Loverman left home
Damn thing’s worried me
And I can’t see my way through it
I run sitting down
And falling like the cool rain
Can’t sleep for dreaming
Can’t speak for lies
I’d rather be the devil’s daughter
Than seeing from these eyes
Nobody’s alibi
But I’m not loud thunder either
Days are troubled by
When a cold wind starts to blow
Write my dreams on water
Send them to the sea
I’ll meet them at the evening sun
As soon as I can leave