there's a couple sitting two seats in front
sitting on a train with my head bowed in a quiet mourning for the couple sitting two seats in front.
or really for me.
i mourn for me, me and my love and its cramps.
im in love, im in love and once more im in love.
not with anyone but with everyone, or anyone who'd see it through.
then each time i remember that the only thing i want to be is noticed,
someone can notice that, even if i have to tell them to.
so when my sister tells me about a beautiful boy, or a beautiful girl
i dont feel hot tears behind my eyes.
i dont tell myself that theres an ugliness where there once was a child.
so when i see a person i barely know yet want with every fibre of myself,
when i see them with someone else,
theres no clutch round my heart.