Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Listen -

A conversation in my head when i listen to it. Talking to myself or it can be YOU.
You know who you are.

Jeanne: (Ring ring) Who’s calling? That’s my babygirl on the phone.
She says she needs some space so she wanna leave me alone.
But I ain’t trippin’ cause she said I ain’t done no wrong. That’s just the way life goes.

We know that big girls don’t cry, but please make me explain.
Let’s sit down work things out, before you’re going your way.
See, I got a lot of things on my mind. Man, I know you are feelin’ the same.
Cause the situation is out of control.

J: I hope you know, I hope you know. That this has nothing to do with you.

Jeanne: I’m feelin’ blue, let’s work things out. Cause I don’t know what to do

J: And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket. But I’ve got to get a move on with my life.

Jeanne: That’s just the way it has to go.

J: And big girls don’t cry. Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry.

J: The smell of your skin lingers on me now. You’re probably on your flight back to your hometown. I need some shelter of my own protection baby. To be with myself in center, clarity, peace, serenity.

J: I hope you know, I hope you know. That this has nothing to do with you.
Jeanne: I’m feelin’ blue, let’s work things out. Cause I don’t know what to do.
J: And I’m gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket. But I’ve got to get a move on with my life.
Jeanne: That’s just the way it has to go.
J: And big girls don’t cry.
Jeanne: So what should I do? I’m missing you. And I feel so down. Now that you’re gone I can’t go on. This must be the end.

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