Rush Hour

Rush hour at the day's dawning
The rain came and pushed me under the awning
The puddles grew and threw themselves at me
With every passing car
I'm shielding my guitar

And there were some things I did not tell him
There were certain things he did not need to know
And there were some days I did not love him
He didn't understand me and I did not know why I didn't go

I expected Summer to be there in the morning
I woke to the alarm, but she was out of arm's reach
Sneaking out on silent thighs
That were spent and sore
From the hot nights which came before

He said, "Change the channel! I've got problems of my own!
I am sick of hearing about drugs, AIDS, and people without homes."
And I said, " Well, Id like to sympathize with that,
but if you don't understand, then how can you act?"

And there were some things I did not tell him
There were certain things he did not need to know
And there were some days I did not love him
And he didn't understand me and I do not know why I didn't go

I expected summer to be there in the morning.
I woke to the alarm, but she was out of arm's reach
Sneaking out on silent thighs
That were spent and sore
From the hot nights which came before

He said, "I looked for you, I don't know why."
I said, "I was wearing black so you couldn't see me against the sky."
Take your big leather boots, and your buckles, and your chains
Put them on a downtown train

I expected he would be there in the morning
I awoke to the alarm, and he was still in arm's reach
But his body was just a disguise
His mind had wondered off long ago - I could, I could tell by his eyes

Love isn't over when the sheets are stained
In my head there remains so much left to be said
Make me laugh, make me cry, enrage me
But just don't try to disengage me

I expected Summer to be there in the morning
I awoke to the alarm but she was out of arm's reach
Sneaking out on silent thighs
That were spent and sore
From the hot nights that came before

Rush hour at the day's dawning
And the rain came and pushed me under the awning
The puddles grew and threw themselves at me
With every passing car
I'm shielding my guitar

And there were some things I did not tell him
There were certain things he did not need to know
And there were some days I did not love him
And he didn't understand me and I don't know I why didn't go
He didn't understand me and I don't know why I didn't go
He didn't understand me and he had every chance to know