Water were your limbs
And the fire was your hair
And then the moon caught your eye,
and you rose through the air.
Well if you've seen true light,
then this is my prayer:
Will you call me
When you get there?
If you’ll be my bodyguard
I can be your long lost pal
I can call you Betty
And Betty when you call me
You can call me Al.
A tongue like yours should be burned and branded
So I can see you lie to me
I wish the air would color red when you breathed it
Oh, so I could've seen it coming
Look in my eyes when you say you love me
So I can see you lie to me
When you are a player, you think, 'Me! Me! Me!' When you are a manager, you think 'You! You! You!
Do you always throw your money away like this?"
"Only when I'm in love
He’s a take-charge catcher. He bosses the player throwing the ball – I tell you, that kid amazes me.
And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.
Oh! Don't you throw my love away,
I need your loving, I need your loving…
Tell me some true things about fighting.'
'Tell me you love me.'
'I love you,' the girl said. 'You can publish it in the Gazzettino if you like. I love your hard, flat body and your strange eyes that frighten me when they become wicked. I love your hand and all your other wounded places.
When you throw everything up in the air anything becomes possible.