I have often wondered,
when nobody was looking,
how I can be so dumb,
and never realize it...
until it's too late.
She smiled at me the other day,
crossed her fingers and gave me a kiss,
let her hands slip into mine and
gave herself to me entirely.
And I have often wondered,
when she walks away,
how she can be so dumb,
and never realize it...
and keep loving me.
She giggled at me the other day,
forgot what was funny from my lips,
let me laugh along with her,
and touch her hair as it dwindled near me.
She has often wondered,
when I walk away,
how I can be so smart,
and never realize it...
until it's too late.
She called her mother the other day,
packed her bags without speaking a word,
walked out the door with my entire world,
hanging from her heart and from her arms.
And I have often wondered why,
when I cry, all alone,
I can never admit
that I am so dumb.
Now it's too late. |
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