Conversation
Joni Mitchell
He comes for conversation
I comfort him sometimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows that's what he'll find
I bring him apples and cheeses
He brings me songs to play
He sees me when he pleasees
I see him in cafe's
And I only say, hello
And turn away before his lady knows
How much I wan to see him
SDhe removes him, like a ring
To wash her hands
She only brings him out to show her freinds
I want to free him
Secrets and sharing soda
That's how our time began
Love is a story told to a freidn
It's second hand
But I'll listen to his questions
I'll give my answers when they're found
He says she keeps him guessing
I know she keeps him down
She speaks in sorry sentances
MIraculous repentances
I don't believe her
Tommorrow he will come to me
And speak his sorry endlessly and ask me why
Why can't I leave her?
He comes for conversation
I comfort him somtimes
Comfort and consultation
He knows thats what he'll find