Soul Patching- G Clair

what can I say that has not yet been said
and where can I go that my heart hasn't led
when faced with the truth, let it go to my head
it hurts, but at least it's an answer
and where is the one that I've wanted to date
yesterday's leftovers still on my plate
coming to grips with the fact that he's late
and probably out with that dancer

Oh they may come and they may go
and I can't follow, I'm too slow
but I can play a song I know, while my soul is patching

and who is this person that I have become
sometimes just lazy, and snapping my gum,
I've tried to play smarter, perhaps I'm just dumb
but I'm all that I've got to deliver
and when will I have what that other girl's got
love for a lifetime, guess this is my lot
I've scared off a few with the end to this plot
and those mystery dates make me shiver

Oh they may come and they may go
and I can't follow, I'm too slow
but I can play a song I know, while my soul is patching

how can I slow what is driving me on
roll down the window, I'm more like a song
Set on the breeze that the wind blows along
with the fragrance of long summer days
So why all the longing when now is enough
precious and sweet are your words off the cuff
i'm happy to have you to read all this stuff
while the worlds smallest violin plays

Oh they may come and they may go
and I can't follow, I'm too slow
but I can play a song I know, while my soul is patching

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