| "Wine Into Water (3rd in Woman In Bar trilogy)" | |
| The deadbolt turns behind me Waiting on a taxi to take me home The driver knows just where to find me And I never felt more alone Takes about an hour for me to get here But it never seems that long Cause I can see you through your window And you leave the light on til Im gone Love is a desert and my lips are dry The noonday sun is burning red But in the shadow of a bottle, baby Thats where I lay my head. Thousand times I picked up the phone To see if you remember my name Angers been the one thing that I own Other than a stool on 10th and Main I see you put that pot of coffee on I know you drink Earl Gray Rub my shoulders till the chill is gone Tell me its gonna be okay Yeah, love is a desert to this drifting crow Who used to be your daughter If I grab the hem of your coat and never let go Will you turn the wine back into water? Maybe tonight Im gonna cross the street I wonder if you would be shocked Youve never risen from your seat But I bet that doors unlocked A long walk across your wet grass Tonight Ill try to pay the price Never found it in the bottom of a glass I guess its time to melt the ice. Yeah, love is a desert to this drifting crow Who used to be your daughter If I grab the hem of your coat and never let go Will you turn the wine back into water? Will you turn the wine back into water? 2006 Paul Nicholson | |