Bookends

You were looking beautiful last night as we walked down Easton Ave. Suddenly I was drawn from the moment. I wanted to enjoy this but I can't It's 2 AM the pipes are howling I glide from you on pine that murmurs of my wandering So you wake to comfort me To mask your guilt so desperately I bite my cheek to keep from smiling You can't have what you wanted So you try and settle Stack me on the shelf Leave me by myself Give me volumes of letters to read Give me breathing holes to breathe I'll admit that in the end You were better as a friend Though I'd do it all again I'm between the bookends I languish in my cell tonight And dwell on what could never be Even though I disagree I acquiesce to keep the peace And stoke the fragile hope that you stay away from me You can't have what you wanted So you try and settle Stack me on the shelf Leave me by myself Give volumes of letters to read Give me breathing holes to breathe I'll admit that in the end You were better as a friend Though I'd do it all again I'm between the bookends I collected dust for years Fulfilling all my fondest fears Departing from your atmosphere A voyage that brings me to tears Cuz I'm between the bookends This is something I can't say (change your mind) But I see no other way (change your mind) I will not beg you to stay (change your mind) This is something I can't change (Change your mind) This is something I can't change Hearts beat in reverie In a dream, you were with me You'll live in memory Do you ever think of...