ABC's

You won't find me here I'm far away ... far away And even though i'm lying here I'm far away ... far away Riding on my bicycle My heart's up in the air I'm everywhere I know i'm beautiful Your wedding ring and pants are on the floor They are not real ... i do not feel you You're scaring me ... you lock the door I made a deal ... my lips are sealed Stop calling out my name You are taking me away I am ashamed Now i know my abcs Next time there'll be less of me Now there are words like estrogen and wrinkling Middle age women A mirror woes ... where she been So far away ... so yesterday A voice was left behind ... a ghost ... a girl Singing If i am an oyster shell ... well ... where's the pearl I know my abcs There'll be no next time for me