Kate Jayne: Music

Tango

(Kate Jayne)

April 21, 2009

I've never been much of a dancer that's why it's hard to let you lead
but it goes without saying all this walking on eggshells hasn't made me sure of my feet
what is the point of doing a tango without a rose in your teeth?
give me an angel and I'll bring out the devil hiding in the thorns beneath

rain or no rain
summer or shine, winter or fall
rain or no rain
the moments were yours, but the memories are mine

here I'm dreaming of coastal towns in California with a river outside my door
by the time a restless heart catches what it's after it's no longer what it's looking for
but water is water and a man is a man, and I'm greedy to want for more
as yin is to yang, as dark is to light, you beat the reverse to me....two three four

if love is at all akin to dancing it makes sense to keep apart
movement is stifled if you have no distance; without air there lives no spark
but then why do I regret every flippant conversation and want to take back each cool remark
and weigh them down with something more substantial, something heavier, like my heart

rain or no rain
summer or shine, winter or fall
rain or no rain
the moments were yours, but the memories are mine