Sunday, October 17, 2004
Insensitive (by Jan Arden)
How do cool your lips
After summer's kiss
How do you rid the sweat
After the body bliss
How do you turn your eyes
From the romantic glare
How do you block the sound
Of a voice you'd know anywhere
Oh, I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes
Your causal good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face
Told me, maybe you might have some
Advice to give on how to be insensitive
Insensitive
How do you numb your skin
After the warmest touch
How do you slow your blood
After the body rush
How do you free your soul
After you've found a friend
How do you teach your heart
It's time to fall in love again
Oh, you probably won't remember me
It's probably ancient history
I'm one of the chosen few
Who ran ahead and fell for you
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have
some advice to give on how to be insensitive
Oh, I really should have known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes
Your causal good-byes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face
Told me, maybe you might have some
Advice to give on how to be insensitive
Insensitive
Insensitive
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