Kelly Seale (12-17-1958 / Norfolk, Va. USA)
'Chasing Amy Winehouse'
I’m cruisin’ down a desert dirt road,
Thinkin’ of you... and
Listenin’ to our playlist of songs.
Regina Spektor pours her heart out,
with How, and Fidelity…
Her words are givin’ you a shoutout,
Telling you that one day maybe, we’ll begin again.
The Script calls out your name…
Telling you that I got Nothing…
12 Stones are telling you The way I feel,
And then, Lie to me...reminds me of the lies that I’ve told.
I know now, that it will never be the same.
And the thought of losing you is
Beginning to take hold,
And it’s slowly, driving me insane.
I know you-
I know your favorite songs,
Your favorite band,
I know your worst fears,
And I know I promised- to never let go of your hand.
I know your deepest secrets,
As only you- know mine,
I just can’t seem to let you go…
Nor can I pretend to turn back time.
But, if we could try again,
Just start from start,
I’d take away the hurt that I caused you,
The pain that crushed your heart.
I’d give you more than a promise,
I’d give you the key to my inner world-
And open the doorway into my soul,
And the window to my heart.
I’d never let you fall again,
I’d be there to pick you up…
A friend to make you whole.
But I realize, that I’m chasing a dream,
That you’re probably never going to give me that
So now, I’m chasing the ghost of
You know I’m no good.
because, Love is a losing game
Her soulful voice echoes my
Addiction to you,
And your pain- echoes her
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