February 1983

One of a few actual attempts at a song.
This one is unusual in that I rewrote some parts five years later (in 1988)
I think it shows a bit of promise -- but just a bit.


Now here it is Tuesday
and nothing has changed
the scene is not altered
your face looks the same
but - something seems different
the way that you say my name
and though I can't see it coming
I think it might rain.

What you said to my Friday
made me feel oh, so calm
and what you did to me Wednesday
made me feel same from harm
But "It's just an expression"
now I feel quite alarmed
by the looks that you give me
I can tell I'm disarmed

How I wish I could tell you
what I'm feeling inside.
Why the way that you loved me
made feel that I'd died
But - what was then heaven
has just turned to hell
and what I wanted to give you
you now want to sell!!

Chorus:
Go on to another,
a sister or brother
perhaps you'll be happier
than you were with me
But when you discover
you need me as a lover
don't come to me, don't run to me
I'll no longer be there.