Sympathy
Answering the door in her summer dress.
Won't you come inside?
Standing in the hall feeling like a mess.
Now our friend has died.
Rainbows from the glass falling on the floor.
Colours on the stone.
Early morning sun coming through the door
shines on us alone.
I have her sympathy.
I have her sympathy,
when what I wanted was her love.
Sitting in the room staring at the floor,
sipping English tea.
Saying foolish things like I have before.
Being stupid me.
I have her sympathy.
I have her sympathy,
when what I wanted was her love.
Please ask me to stay for I like it here
in your company.
Please I want to stay, but I have to go.
It's too much for me,
with all your sympathy.
I have your sympathy,
when what I wanted was your love.
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