From the recording Home Grown
If you saw me on the street,
would you look away from me?
If my heart was on display,
would you turn the other way?
If I was hungry for some truth,
would you feed me or would you throw me
some change for a coffee or vermouth —
See the hole here in my boot —
you think it strange, don’t you?
Because being with you was like being a
toy that you left and forgot in the rain.
I waited for you, but you never came through.
So, I’m on my way back home.
When I see you losing breath,
will I lift that anvil of guilt off of your chest?
If it was really up to me would I be unfettered and free?
Yes, I confess… Would I sacrifice my life for some pie high in the sky ideal?
Do I listen to my head if my heart is telling me to turn my heels?
Because being with you was like being
alone with a photograph and a telephone.
I waited for you but you never came through
so I’m on my way back home.
Michelle Malone ©1999 Strange Bird Songs/Ensign Music/ASCAP