my first post in another blog... i feel like im blog cheating. =o     started this one about a month ago, and today i finished it.  this isn't about anyone really, but myself.  my confusion and how im afraid to face whats real. so its not a 'girl' per say, its me.    here we go.

where has she been
it's been a while since i've come around this place
and i won't turn around
because i'll try to leave again
instead of walking
she'll travel by imagination
so she won't have to explain
where she's been all this time

where do we all go when we escape?

picks up her suitcase but doesn't unpack
leaves her old t-shirts folded
but takes the note in the back
that i gave her

it said 'don't ever forget where you come from
or who you may be looking at'
a clean re-fold and slides it into her pocket
and closes her eyes
to step outside
of her door

well i believe you know me too well
because you found me down at the old Heartbreak Hotel
yes, i've come back too

service with a smile
as we talk and she stays a while
old friendship awkwardness
and i can tell she doesn't know what to do

just leave it alone, leave it alone
i said leave it alone, leave it alone
i can't leave it alone, leave her alone

and i asked her why
why did you come back tonight
whitewash all of your life
you left it all behind
and now you've come
to pick it all back up again
and there she goes again

walks back through her life
trying to find exactly where the whitewash began
for years she never felt quite right
but always by her side
i was still dreaming
in between being awake and sleeping
a feeling like a castaway
put a cork in the bottle and hope

remember the sky is always lighter than the water

when she opened her eyes
she left her barstool and i behind
realizing reality
picks up her stuff and repacks her thoughts
thinks this was a mistake
she's hailing for a cab and i can feel her leaving today
i ran down past our hill
as her cab passed through Little Brazil
man, this town hasn't changed

well i guess i know her too well
well, well enough to tell
that she was getting on that train

running feelings this way
afraid she might want to stay
an emotional phobia
and then she walked my way

just leave it alone, leave it alone
i said leave it alone, leave it alone
i can't leave it alone, leave her alone

and i asked her why
why did you com back that night
whitewash all of your life
you left me behind
and now you've come
just to leave again
and there she goes again

how will this end
will you finally come to me
ive been waiting patiently
you left me behind
and now you've come
just to leave again
here we go again
and ther she goes again

each time she leaves
she takes another note
written on another piece of my heart

and there she goes again.