Too Much To Ask
The smiles as she walked in the roomHave all turned into frownsAm I too quick to assumeThat the love is no longer in bloom?The tantrums and the tearsPlay a very different tune to what they did beforeHer heads red rawAnd the ending doesn't sound likeThe happiest aroundWhen you sobbed before it felt much moreLike the product of a squabbleNow there's reason for it to be something more
And there would be, oh, it's uncertainWhether the curtain has shut for goodShe says, "See if it's still rainingI'm not dressed for it and if you loved me"And I interrupt to receive the scowl and stareBut still decided to stop her there
Would it be outrageous to sayWe're either shouting or we're shagging?Docked in tempestuous baysAt least that's how it felt yesterdayThe eyes are getting heavierAnd whether you're asleep or awakeIt's a mystery
Would a kiss be too much to ask?When you fit me as Sunday's frozen pitch fits the thermos flaskIt's a pityIt just hit me, we can't go backTo the chest touching on the back