The Fence, She Called Me

should you be a poet, a dancer, or lark
may you be offered more than you are
drink with the devil, but go home alone
search with the hunters, but don’t fire their guns,
Now dream with the gypsies, kid, but don’t fall asleep
make love to your lovers, for the memories are
They are yours to keep

woke up at midnight all alone,
was it a dream that you had phoned,
were you even thinking of me,
is it even a possibility,
missing me,
is it even a possibility

monday morning coming on fast,
was hoping this august moon would last,
whatever you tell me i wanna believe,
is that even a possibility,
missing me,
is it even a possibility

you placed this promise at my feet,
but i need something that i can keep,
is it even a possibility

i remember looking at you,
wondering if you even knew,
so i closed my eyes and counted to ten,
was hoping that you would kiss me then,
kissing me,
is it even a possibility

heart’s been stolen,
eyes are swolen,
all these words were never spoken,
stomach sinking,
wishful thinking,
wish that you would phone,

i wish these fears would disappear,
so we could run away from here,
is it even a possibility

woke up at midnight all alone,
was it a dream that you had phoned,
were you even thinking of me,
is it even a possibility,
missing me,
is it even a possibility
you and me,
is it even a possibility
mmm,
is it even a possibility

Wild women do. And they don’t regret it. #badgirls

Just trying to find my balance here.