| It's nothing like that. |
| He took me to the top You really could see the city from here It took my breath away Or was that him He was dressed in black I know what you're thinking It was nothing like that My nylon clad legs dangle They always were my most adventurous parts I was dressed in all gray He had the warmest hands Expertly clueless I acted like I didn't care The usual response to something so good I don't know sometimes it hurts like that I think he cursed me So I would ruin times like this See he didn't have emotions Not like you and me Something went wrong back in 93' Now he acts like he forgets my name And I come up with new ones Back to the present And my man in black All I can think of Is when this is going to end What I'm going to do with this one To screw it up I've been many names But they always said, I'd rather not "Not tonight....Lucie, Catherine, Jessie, Sarah" But I can still feel these arms Why are they still here? All those boys with secret names But I've got my man in black No....it's nothing like that. April, 2001 |