Testo Kate (iii) Joe Yoga

Kate (iii)

Nothing's seemed better in weeks
Than this gray-could daylight
Lifting off your rain washed cheeks
At least not to me

You better not be looking at me that way
Unless you mean it
You better not let your eyes seem that way
Unless they see it
A little more not drifting off now
Would help me believe it
Would help me wrap my stupid head
Around what seems to be left of it

Nothing's seemed better in weeks
Than this world-class daylight
Lifting off your rain washed cheeks
At least not to me

We've been passing for the crowd
We've been workin off the same breath
For close to seven hours now
Somewhere a long the line adoring you
Became all that I was about
Became my only way of seeing things
The only way I could know how

Nothing's seemed better in weeks
Than you and me babe
Across the river, sound asleep
At least not to me

And I'll be up for a while yet
And I forgive you
If the things that you said were not so accurate
Somewhere along the line adoring you
Became all that I was good at
And there was nothing I could say or do
To let you help me get away with that