Matt Lemche
Mexico
On the back lot of that studio in MexicoAnd there I spyYour slightly worn ill-fitting uniformLight caught your eye lit up your irisAs you went by usYou looked right at meYou stared just long enough to raise one eyebrowI wanted you to be forthcoming when I listened quietlyStretched on my bed in the hotelDid you think if we kissed you'd go to hellArrival by trainIt had been a year or so since we left mexicoI told myself not to get my hopes up too muchWe got on fineA lot of use of the past tense and shared silenceWe even discussed my recent confessionAnd your impressionI knew where it would lead whenYou ordered us Guinness number threeHow could i have been misled When you told me to shut up and share the bedYou don't believe that you could feelLetras de cancionesWhat you believe I feel for youBut i believe you feel a great dealYou believe you must concealNow I'm not the sort to let losses lingerOr point a fingerIn spite of all thisI only care that you're happyTruly happySnd as for meI won't be distant; I'm quite resilientOnce in a whilejJust so that you knowI think of Mexico.
From Letras Mania