Story Behind The Song
Even though this song has the trappings of a love songs, it''s really about unrequited love, and hence, still not a love song. And that in keeping with the album title "I Don't Write Love Songs".
Song Description
a man continues to fantacize about having a particular woman in his life, even though she is long gone with someone else. He swears that it's fate for them to be together, and if it's not, that he'll somehow make it happen
Song Length |
4:12 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Subject |
Regret |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
I see your face
on the pillow next to mine.
The sweetest hallucination
of all time.
And the bitterness subsides
for just awhile,
while I gladly drown myself
in your smile.
But it?s only just my longing
fuckin? with my head.
A jealousy for what
I?ll never have.
I was somehow born
too late,
but that? okay with me,
?cause fantasy?s less work
than reality.
I speak in several tongues
all at one time,
to try and save my soul
from the crime
of killing off all hope brutally
and dumping the remains
out to sea.
My life?s too long without you
sleeping in my bed -
a century for every petty day.
Tell me why am I still breathing?,
it?s pure profanity,
while you?re out there loving
someone other than me.
I swear I?ve seen it
in your eyes,
and felt it
in your cautious touch.
You?ve wondered just how
great we?d be, if
the stars aligned
with perfect certainty.
So let?s not waste a painful second more
on cheap details
so easy to ignore.
He?s just a pit stop
on your way back home
to where I wait
within the great unknown.
We?re meant to be together,
what more can I say,
and if we?re not
we?ll change Fate?s mind.
We?ll hold the planets hostage
until they all agree
that you and I we reek?
that you and I we stink?
that you and I we reek?
of destiny.