I don't understand
Why do I care
To have lost the contest
I won't admit I was in
I showed my cards
Lay them all on the table
But no one knew I had bet
I wasn't sure
As I played my hand
What I was doing
What I wanted to win
And now I have lost
I wanted that prize
Like sweet Cabernet
I could feel it
I had it
The taste on my tongue
And then it was gone
The priceless prize
I need it, I want it
Water to a thirsty man
A drop is torture
A sip is a treat
A glass is a gift from God
Now I am beached
Afraid and alone
Hopeless and begging
One drop, one more.
