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Shawn Colvin

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Tom:
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Please no more therapy, Mother Take care of me Piece me together with a needle and thread
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Wrap me in eiderdown, lace from your wedding gown. Fold me and lay me down on your bed.
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Or liken me to a shoe, blackened and spit-shone through. Kicking back home to you, smiling back home.
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Singing back home to you. Laughing back home to you, Dragging back home to you. [Verse 2]
D D/B D D/B Em I was so wary then, The ugly American, Thinner than oxygen, Tough as a whore
D D/B D D/B Em I said you can lie to me, I own what's inside of me, And nothing surprises me anymore
G D/F# F A But forests in Germany, Kids in the Tuileries, Broken-down fortresses In old Italy
D D/B Em Em And claiming his victory, Shrouded in mystery, He went running away with me [Verse 3]
D D/B D D/B Back in our home New York, Walking these streets forlorn, We all in our uniforms, Black and
Em black
D D/B D Doing that slouch and jive, The artist must survive, We've got all we need we cried, And we
D/B Em don't look back
G D/F# F A Thinking we had it made, Poised for the hit parade, Knee deep in accolades, The conceptual pair
D D/B Em Em But ever the malcontent, He left without incident, Vanished into thin air [Verse 4]
D D/B D D/B Em Now I am always amazed, Words can fill up a page, Pages fill up the days, Between him and me
D D/B D But the vows that we never keep, From bedrooms to business-speak, Make me remember how cheap
D/B Em Words can be
G D/F# F And the letters I wrote you of, Were those of the desperate stuff, Like begging for love in a
A suicide threat
D D/B Em Em But I am too young to die, Too old for a lullaby, Too tired for life on the ledge [Verse 5]
D D/B D D/B But I had a dream last night, Of lovers who walked the plank, Out on the edge of time
Em Amidst ridicule
D D/B D D/B They laughed as they rocked and reeled, Over the mining fields, Coming to rest on this ship
Em of fools
G D/F# F A But he just took Polaroids, Of her smile in the light, Of the dawn of the menacing sky
D D/B Em Em And before they went overboard, She turned and held up a card And it said Valentine [Outro]
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