Rush Hour

Rush hour And the day's dawning The rain came And pushed me under the awning The puddles grew and threw themselves at me With every pa*sing car I'm shielding my guitar And there were some things That I did not tell him There were certain things He did not need to know And there were some days When I did not love him He didn't understand me And I don't know why I didn't go He said, change the channel I've got problems of my own I'm so sick of hearing about drugs and AIDS And people without homes And I said, well I'd like to sympathize with that But if you don't understand Then how can you act I expected summer to be there in the morning I woke to the alarm But she was out of arms reach Sneaking out on silent thighs That were spent and sore From the hot nights that came before He said, '€œI looked for you I don't know why'€ I said, '€œI was wearing black so you could See me against the sky'€ Take your big leather boots And your buckles and your chains Put them on a downtown train I expected he would be there in the morning I awoke to the alarm He was still in arm's reach But his body was just a disguise His mind had wandered off long ago You see in his eyes Love isn't over when the sheets are stained In my head there remains So much left to be said Make me laugh, make me cry, enrage me