Pretty in Pink

Caroline laughs and
It's raining all day
She loves to be one of the girls
She lives in the place
In the side of our lives
Where nothing is
Ever put straight


She turns herself round
And she smiles and she says
'This is it'
'That's the end of the joke'
And loses herself
In her dreaming and sleep
And her lovers walk
Through in their coats

All of her lovers
All talk of her notes
And the flowers
That they never sent
And wasn't she .. easy?
And isn't she
Pretty in pink?


The one who insists
He was first in the line
Is the last to
Remember her name
He's walking around
In this dress
That she wore
She's gone
But the joke's the same


Caroline talks to you
Softly sometimes
She says
'I love you' and
'Too much'
She doesn't have anything
You want to steal
Well
Nothing you can touch


Isn't She?
Pretty In Pink

Comments

Anonymous said…
finally nose art
Anonymous said…
this post hits it on the nose.