Concrete Blonde
Little Conversations
The little conversations are over very soon
And I watch in admiration from my corner of the room
They shine on you with starry eyes
and they rain a friendly storm
Like kids around a christmas tree
And then you smile all nice and warm
These little conversations if I try my very best
You know i never could say anything in twenty words or less
Somewhere sometime down the line someday I may confess and tell you all...
...that's all
The little conversations on me are very rough
They leave me all in pieces You know there's never time enough
It's like a book with missing pages
A story incomplete
It's like a paintling left unfinished
It fees like not enough to eat
These little conversations for me will never do
Now what am I supposed to do with broken sentences of you
I'll stay in my corner 'cause that's all that i can do
let the others speak for me
Little conversations are we
From Letras Mania