Another
day, a chance to change her life a different way
The candles she lights, too quickly they burn
Too many schemes, each day brings a change in her plans it seems
But the things she denies, we still wait our turn
Where will it end? With
each new day she still pretends
She says "life would be better on a different road"
I wish she could see, I'd fall anywhere with her if she would only let me
But I can't keep hanging on if she keeps letting go
It's my last day under
the California sun. Her bags are packed because she's ready to run. She's
always going somewhere looking for something outside of herself to make her
feel right.
I guess this past winter it just happened to be New Mexico and me,
but I fell hard, so when she left, I followed because I just had to see.
Living with her these last few months I come to realize I've been looking
outside of myself too.
But she says, "Hey! This is LA.
Everybody here is plastic, nobody ever means what they say".
She says she's a child of this city, she claims to be a child of its ways.
Selfishness and pretentiousness, that's not unique to LA.
We got that where I come from, we call it Santa Fe.
But just 'cause a person lives there, doesn't mean they have to live that
way.
So I help her carry her bags out to the waiting airport cab,
then I jump in my pickup because I knew this was coming; it has been packed.
The words to this song start coming to me as I start to drive away:
Nothing with you lasts
for very long,
Everything but yourself you've found something wrong
Take your misery with you wherever you hide
Aren't you tired of feeling that way? Like everything is so cold and gray?
Aren't you tired of feeling so empty inside?
Just said goodbye, oh
just say goodbye
Just said goodbye, she just said good bye
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Mike Laughlin