Love And Pocket Change
A Fools Game

And the night rolls along like a Slow moving train
I gave you everything I loved and so much more
My heart and soul and self esteem, down to my last pocketful of change
Leaving me knowing how it feels to be poor
Baby, to you, it’s all a game
You know I'd do anything for you
My love for you remains the same
Although you play me for a fool
If you could love me to my roots
Then, all my flower petals would be yours
I’d paint the moon a shade of blue
Every bloom bold and obscure
Art on the edge of the abyss
A tantalizing taste of heaven
But you wear poison on your lips
Keep me guessing, twenty four seven
If you'll ever feel for me again
The same way that I feel for you
Always keep me wondering
Just why you do the things you do
About the Creator
Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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