Hailey

My good parts, he firmly states, are your good heart, just look at the moon, a spring tide today, everything's here too soon, am cool but my eyes dart, say wouldn't it be great, to rise like a lark, go and live in Vera Cruz, he's poised but waits, doesn't want more bad news, psychiatrists for a start, play down this emotion game, pay him and sell the car, he'll be back soon, my lover smiles and hesitates, kisses me like a bruise, tears me apart, am the fool you say, to let you go so far, colour floods my face.