The Wanting of You
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I'm walking in my head down on Avenue B
As the echo of a guitar strums
Tightening my overcoat and waiting for contentment
Like a bus that never comes
Crushing my hat over angry hair
I beg my pocket for a cigarette
But instead I find a nickel and a crumpled little napkin
With a poem for a lover I need to forget
The wanting of you
It colors everything I do
It's in my house and in my bed
It's there in every tear I shed
When I don't think I'll make it through
The wanting of you
It is my unsurrendered prayer
I trace your hands upon my skin
How did I dare to let you in?
It's almost more than I can bear
The wanting of you
I patronize myself as I take my chair
In the "Couldn't Care Less Cafe"
Accept the silent greeting of the mother with the baby
And the model with the black shar-pei
There's an NYU kid who raises one lid
Then goes right back to his thousand-page book
And I spend another morning tracing stories in the oatmeal
That some Spanish guy did not remember to cook
The wanting of you
It wakes me up at half-past two
With long-gone shadows, I converse
And think it can't get any worse
But how I know that isn't true
The wanting of you
It is a never-ending storm
I wear it everywhere I go
Just like a coat that doesn't know
That it's supposed to keep me warm
You, knocking on my door
Stumbling over words
Laughing at my jokes
Losing wallets
You, never getting mad
Sorta getting mad
Never understanding
Understanding everything
You, absolutely right
Absolutely wrong
Everything that matters
Nothing but a song
Nothing but a song
I step into the bath 'round a quarter past three
Let the water ease my wounded pride
I wash away my sorrow with the promise of tomorrow
But the water doesn't let me hide
The clock on the wall says, "Go ahead, stall
You're entitled to a way to cope"
And I wonder if it isn't really loneliness that kills you
I think people really die of hope
Of hope
The wanting of you
It colors everything I do
It's in my house and in my bed
It's there in every tear I shed
When I don't think I'll make it through
The wanting of you
It is my unsurrendered prayer
I trace your hands upon my skin
How did I dare to let you in?
It's almost more than I can bear
I trace your hands upon my skin
How did I dare to let you in?
It's almost more than I can bear
The wanting of you