you remind me of someone I don't know who an old familiar face maybe a lover from my wilder youth or my mother in her younger days maybe in a former life I was a serviceman and you were my wife
you remind me of someone I don't know who maybe it's better that way you remind me of someone I don't know who it's, uh, Georgia O'Keeffe, yeah in your desert of shape and hue bleached bones and silent grief the way you stare off into space and see only what you want to face you remind me of someone I don't know who someone who's a lot like me
did anybody ever tell you that you look a little like Mary Cassatt a mother and a child arranged, estranged a mere brush stroke apart while underneath your varnish hides an unpossessible soul you remind me of someone I don't know who somebody who's so hard to know
you remind me of someone I don't know who maybe the ghost of things yet to come or the shining eyes of my daughter dear still waiting to be born or the loving gaze of Mother Earth still flirting with the universe you remind me of someone I don't know who somebody I somebody I could learn to loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
