If I ask you where you are going
If I remind you where you've been
Would you deny what's exposed and showing?
Would you complain that I am being mean?

The next time I call you nothing will be new
`Cos you'll never show what's inside your heart
Cover up the love repressed inside of you
You're a pretty painting, not a work of art

In the direction your life has been going
Nothing surprises me that I've seen
Hide away what you don't want them knowing
Spray paint over an artistic scene

As long as you know where you're are going
So long as you know where you've been
Realize there is no perfection
To be found within the perfect scene

03/19/1988

Author's Note:

http://astore.amazon.com/seedsandweeds-20

Posted on 11/05/2005
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