William The Coroner’s Forensic Files

Saturday, 15, August, 2009

Baby, You Win Again

Filed under: Poetry — williamthecoroner @ 22:13

Baby, You Win Again–Mary-Chapin Carpenter

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I’m standing here freezing at a phone booth baby
In the middle of God knows where
I got one quarter left your machine packs up
But baby I know you’re there
And I just start crying ’cause it makes no sense
To waste these words and twenty-five cents
On a losing game
Baby you win again
I’ve been turning it over and over again
Like a stone I’m waiting to wish on
I’ve been holding my breath just wondering when
You’ll make some sort of decision
To let me in or let me go
I’ll always lose if I never know
Where I fit in
Baby you win again
I can’t be right if I’m always wrong
I can’t stand up if I’m always kneeling
At your altar or at your throne
You could show just a little feeling
For who I am
Baby you win again
Last night I dreamed we were standing here
On the corner of love and heartache
You jumped into your car you found first gear
And baby I felt the earth shake
And I woke up trembling with my heart in my throat
‘Cause there’ never a look a word or a note
At the bitter end
Baby you win again
I can’t be right if I’m always wrong
I can’t stand up if I’m always kneeling
At your altar or at your throne
You could show just a little feeling
For who I am
Baby you win again
Baby you win again
Baby you win again

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