(j.buckley)
There’s no easy answernone to blame or forgive.
Two cripples dancing to the end we lie.
I’m not with younot of you.
Not with younot of you.
You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost who comes and goes
And I hope I’ll catch you in the throws
Of one last look at the wonder
One last look at the wonder.
OhgodI love you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you
Whatever else we come to
I know we could be so happybaby
If we wanted to be
You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost who comes and goes
I’m hoping that I’ll catch you in the throws
Of one last look at the joy that we’ve become.
But there’s no easy answernone to blame or forgive.
We were two cripples dancingto the bitter end we live.
I’m not with youbut of you.
I’m not with youbut of you.
OhgodI loved you
And all the past we once knew
Some other love becomes you
Whatever else it comes to
I know we could be so happybaby
If we wanted to be
We had a birthplace in common
We had separate beds and lives.
I know we could be so happybaby
If we wanted to be
I know we could be so happybaby
If we wanted to be
Yeahoh.