233. tell me it's not true
your hair upon the pillow dear
a sleepy golden hue
and while you’re sweetly dreaming, dear
tell me, am I losing you?
your putting on your lipstick dear
but your look is far from true
you’re thinking of another, dear
tell me, am I losing you?
you’re walking out the door my dear
a backward glance, or two
but no skipping of your heart, my dear
tell me, am I losing you?
your secret’s bought your soul my dear
& it seems that payment’s due
your gift, these memories, my dear
tell me, am I losing you?