thelma

if a baby is born and no one complains, then it's good luck running through young veins, and if life is a blessing that brushes the tops of the trees, well it's a short walk in a sweet breeze, i will need you, feed you, seed you, plead with you, all for a taste of your sweet love, thelma, if the heart is an open memory book, that was the chance i took, the more i searched, the more i shook for thelma, last night i slept on a rented pillow, a silver moon above my head, a thirsty dreamless sleep released me, and i reached for the phone by the side of the bed, now the first time that i saw you i thought, she's beautiful but she's too young to be caught, people aware of my history, trying to steer you away from me, i left a message at your hotel, don't let management poison the well, i will need you, feed you, seed you, plead with you, all for a taste of your sweet love, thelma, the phone is ringing and i realize, we are time zones and oceans apart, the words i speak in the middle of my night, fall on your yesterday's heart, if the sun don't shine, if the wind don't break, if the clock don't jump off the wall, thelma, my darlin' i will cushion your fall, i will need you, feed you, seed you, plead with you, without the taste of your sweet love, thelma, i am only a man who skirted the edge of despair, for a long time, and i don't care, i watch you sleeping in a hospital bed, the baby curled up in a ball, winter sunlight hits the family tree, and everything else becomes nothing at all