Loving Me Is No Temporary Situation
Dan Johnson
May © 2010

There was a familiar sound to the opening of my squeaky front gate;
A forewarning of your arrival,
Trouble was,
you were way too late.
Your words today, sound the same as they did so long ago in that rainy fall when you whispered in my ear…
”Listen, my love, it’s the 4:59 heading south to a sunny spot, I’ve got to go, but I’ll be back.”
As you walked away such a long time ago, trailing from your lips you hollered this reminder,
“Thanks for holding me tight, giving me love, making this arrangement a wonderful kind of celebration,
I warned you when I first arrived…
Baby…
This has got to be a temporary situation.”

Chorus:
I was mad as hell and this is what I said:
Loving you is not my idea of recreation,
I did all of the giving, you did all of the taking
But from now on…
Loving me…
Is not going to be a temporary situation.
Loving me is not going to be … a…temporary situation.

2.
Those words stung me straight through my heart as you ran to catch that train,
Pain ran deep, I could not sleep,
But I promised myself from that day forward, no matter what you’d say,
No amount of kisses and smooches you could pay…
Would ever be enough,
Because my heart’s not for sale,
I’m not living in eager anticipation
Of you ever loving me, most of all,
From now on, no more amorous speculation,
No more sweet contemplation,
And most of all, loving me will never more be called
A temporary situation.

Chorus:
In case you are confused, let me explain;
Loving you is not my idea of recreation,
I did all of the giving, you did all of the taking
But from now on…
Loving me…
Is not going to be a temporary situation.
No, no, no, loving me is not going to be…
A…
Temporary situation.
dlj