I don't have a penny
Because they're out of circulation
And if I threw a nickel
It would hurt
But I still really wonder
Just what it is you're thinking
As you lie here warm and gentle
And inert
Are you thinking of her?
Are you always thinking of her?
It's the easy way out
Of having to know the answer
Always assume second worst
That way you're ready
When the truth hurts
Penny for your thoughts, dear
If I could tell you
Where my mind has fled to
You shouldn't ever speak to me again
But I'll stay and listen
To everything you're thinking
As you tell me that you love me
As a friend
Though you kept that til the end
Get back to thinking of her
You're always thinking of her
Whether or not I ask
I'll always have the answer
Rub off the patina first
Then I'll be ready
When the truth hurts
Penny for your thoughts, dear
About the Creator
Violet P. Davies
Words make me feel fulfilled occasionally.
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