Talking Over Me and You

If you knew my story, if you knew all about me,

If I told you things, you did not see,

Would go home with me?

If you knew all about it would it change a thing?





I have been there before, always seeing more. Yes, I would go home with you. I see your face, the face that’s looking right back at me,

Will you take a chance on me?



We don’t care what they say and we don’t care what they think

Does it really matter? The only thing that matters is talking over me and you.



The lights are getting dim; I see your face,

Looking right back at me, everyone is leaving

All that is left is me and you.



I can see the moonlight, drink your beer, stick around with me and we can finish this anywhere, the night is young, and so are we.



We don’t care what they say and we don’t care what they think

Does it really matter? The only thing that matters is talking over me and you.



Now that you know all there is,

Do you see the reality?

I can look over at you and watch you just for a while.



I can see you and I see me, the sun is coming up and your still here.

We can be together, you and me.







We don’t care what they say and we don’t care what they think

Does it really matter? The only thing that matters is talking over me and you.

© 2007 The Random Writings Of Me... Kates