Love Of MIne - Richard Julian
One two three ya
Playing dead on the unmade bed
With the book unread
And the New York Times
Undone in my head over those words
I said to that love of mine
That love of mine
Of mine
So many blessings
So little time
It's easier I find to
Dwell on the lows
But not her she's
A child of the sun
She sees everyone
Through a veil of rose
That love of mine
Of mine
And in the mirror of her eyes
I've seen my lies
And they scare me half
To death with their troubles so deep
I start to weep
At the end of a laugh
That love of mine
Of mine
Oh yes love the pleasure
And the pain
A blessing and a bane
Blah blah and all that
I need this like a hole
In my brain
Like a downtown train needs
An uptown track