I had a memory but she had a picture
I had the words but she had a figure
I was quick but she was much quicker
I was bright but she was the light
she caught him in her golden glow
he cut the strings and let me go.
I never was one for things of class
don't have money or a taste for caviar
I know nothing about business or politics
but let me tell ya, I knew about loving
you say you cared but I have my doubts
I say I can't survive and you don't believe me
she sat and watched my image pass
with her smug smile, she watched me hit my ass.
I had a memory but she had a picture
I had the words but she had a figure
I was quick but she was much quicker.
april, this is so right...it just feels like a feeling we all know or have known, only consolation is that we sometimes find the memory to be better than the reality
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