"Morning, Doves"

© 2015 by Andersen Silva

Too far gone... or is that me?
     Walking' to the laundromat, and thinkin' idly,
Of a girl I knew somewhere, a girl I knew somewhen,
     Realizing now I'll never see that smile again.

She had a spring in her step and a swivel in her hip,
     I sure miss the way that she'd bite her own lip.
That woman made me laugh, she made me cry, too,
     And not quite the same way that some other women do...

CHORUS:
The sun comes up, and I'm still mourning;
     The doves in pairs, but I'm still alone.
I can't help wondering if I missed a warning.
     Were there seeds that I could have unsown?


Guess I knew that she was broken
     Even though we both were jokin'.
We enjoyed our time
     Hanging out in Hoboken.

If I could've only seen,
     If you know what I mean,
If I'd known from the start
     She'd steal a piece of my heart...

CHORUS

It pains me to know I can't give her a hug,
     Or see her give me another lop-sided shrug.
Why did she have to go?
     Don't think I'll really ever know...

CHORUS:
The sun comes up, and I'm still mourning;
     The doves in pairs, but I'm still alone.
I can't help wondering if I missed a warning.
     Were there seeds that I could have unsown?

The sun comes up, and I'm still alone;
     The mourning doves all gone but one pair.
Brilliantly, she once shone,
     Now she's gone, but still everywhere...