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Seems like only yesterday |
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I left my mind behind |
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Down in the Gypsy Cafe |
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With a friend of a friend of mine |
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Who sat with a baby heavy on her knee |
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Yet spoke of life most free from slavery |
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With eyes that showed no trace of misery |
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A phrase in connection first with she occurred |
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That love is just a four-letter word |
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Outside a rattling store-front window |
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Cats meowed to the break of day |
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Me, I kept my mouth shut, |
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To you I had no words to say |
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My experience was limited and underfed |
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You were talking while I hid |
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To the one who was the father of your kid |
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You probably didn't think I did, but I heard |
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You say that love is just a four-letter word |
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I said goodbye unnoticed |
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Pushed forth into my own games |
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Drifting in and out of lifetimes |
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Unmentionable by name |
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Searching for my double, looking for |
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Complete evaporation to the core |
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Though I tried and failed at finding any door |
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I must have thought that there was nothing more |
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Absurd than that love is just a four-letter word |
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Though I never knew just what you meant |
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When you were speaking to your man |
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I can only think in terms of me |
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And now I understand |
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After waking enough times to think I see |
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The Holy Kiss that's supposed to last eternity |
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Blow up in smoke, it's destiny |
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Falls on strangers, travels free |
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Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me |
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And I do not really need to be |
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Assured that love is just a four-letter word |
