yearlongday

i know a girl from the other side of the world.

when it’s mid-day here, it’s moonlight there.

she made it seem like a shallow, narrow stream.

we could get our feet wet, if we dare.

her native language is a slang which i don’t know,

but when it’s spoken, i’m heart-broken and it shows.

we took a walk, and then we had a talk,

but i don’t remember what we said.

it’s been a while. maybe she is in denial

about what’s behind us, and what’s ahead.

she has a custom, will not trust someone like me.

her best excuses are now useless remedies.

i knew a girl from the other side of the world.

when it’s midnight here, it’s sunlight there.

she made it seem like a shallow, narrow dream,

and it’s one that we do not share.

words and music © 2003, jonathan t marlowe