Kate Jayne: Music

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hey babe, what's it like to live in the shade
hiding out at the tip of my tongue
making your home at the end of my alphabet
you waltz in just like you know that you're the one

my heart black and blue from one conversation
I forgot to protect myself and stay ahead
now it's twenty five hours after the last time I saw you
and I'm still not feeling better yet

so you are my painting
my inescapable hues
my translatable passion
yes you are my muse

I sit up late because the days are getting shorter
and all I do is get tired of the new friends I've compiled
I don't want the only thing I remember about this winter
to be losing my resolve each time you smile

it's twice the shame since you are younger than the others
and yet the only one I can't win over slow but sure
I know these things aren't supposed to turn out easy
but this is the first time I've cried for love before

so you are my painting
my inescapable hues
my translatable passion
yes you are my muse

you are nothing if all you write are love songs
but it's the heart songs that I cannot understand
if you'd throw me a bone i could say this to your face
but this is me kissing you goodbye the best i can