Dulcet Tones

Can we behave? Isn't it late?

It's you that I crave but something has changed

It's my turn to stare

But you pull away

Always afraid of feelings so great

I slink on my chair

Maybe you'll care

Maybe you'll share

The things in your head

I want to berate your every mistake

There's no give and take

But I guess I'll wait till daybreak

All our laughter comes after

We talk in dulcet tones

Of the love that once happened

That Sunday afternoon

I feel no shame in making it plain

That I love your brain and your long flowing mane

But we aren't the same

You pull away

Always afraid of feelings so great