Here we go, the phone rings
Won't you let me be?
You never get my rhetorical questions
                                                       ­              Anyway...
Away from you, my heart sings
Can't I be free?
I'll be on a fenceless pasture, a horse eating
                                                          ­            Hey,
My soul yearns for only her
Will not your own eyes see?
Our love lacked traction and spontaneity,
                                                    ­                   a  Seattle rainy day.