Little Conversations - Concrete Blonde

The little conversation

Is over very soon

And I watch in admiration

From my corner of the room.

They shine on you with starry eyes…

They rain a friendly storm.

Like kids around a christmas tree

And then you smile all nice and warm

The little conversations

If I tried my very best

You know I never could say anything

In twenty words or less.

Somewhere, sometime, down the line

Someday I may confess,

And spill it all.

thats all

The little conversations

On me are very rough

They leave me all in pieces

You know theres never time enough

Like a book with missing pages

Like a story incomplete

Like a painting left unfinished

It feels like not enough to eat.

Starvin

These little conversations

Well for me theyll never do Now what am I supposed to do with

Broken sentences of you?

Ill stay in my corner `cause

Thats all that I can do And let the others speak for me.

Little conversations

Are we.