Where do you go?
Don’t tell me that you don’t know
Now, for the first time-
You’re looking vulgar to me
Don’t say what was said
Please tell me
Someone’s knocking on my door – desperately
Someone’s talking in my voice – that isn’t me
Is He disease?
Is it something to do with me?
If I could change-
Oh, Anna, would you stay?
Dead – your lover’s dead
It’s just you and me and you and me and you and me and you and me
Someone’s pounding on my door – desperately
Someone’s screaming in my voice – that looks like me
Breezy but thoughtful pop songwriting doesn’t get any more solid than this! Perfect for driving along the beach with the windows down, feeling wistful. Single Lash