My Silent Love Song

Feeling less than my ordinary self
i guess i must be getting older

the fog already heavy on my mind
evokes a time that's turning colder

at breakfast the effect is picturesque

the window opens up and lets in

the winds again

he's a silent love song

never stays long

does not belong to any person

though he's opening the curtains in my head

he's a kind of quiet

and always hides it in a flame

he's certainly a hurricane

strange how such a gust of gentile breeze can ravage

hearts clear to California

you start to grow accustomed to his turn around

he's gone of course he warned me

he sometimes passes in a single night

and other times he lasts the weekend

he's a silent love song

never stays long

does not belong to any person

though he's opening the curtains in my head

he's a kind of quiet

and always means just what he says

he's certainly a hurricane in bed

and tangles up inside and under covers

angled in his way seen as a struggle

but two lovers we're always in the end

and the bay area winds again

i've been stealing hearts

where i don't belong

i'm breathing hard

when you come on strong

the more i love

you never have to say you're sorry

the less i know
shhhh
my silent love song