yellow taxi.

somewhere in my dream i thought of something so harsh.
i wondered too hard on my regrets.
i wished they were dead.
do you still think i'm okay?
too much time gone by now.
stuck.
stuck somewhere in between life and death.
however i prefer to live.
so i write.
i write what they were afraid to say.
i could care less & they knew it.
they loved me when i was at my best.
so they're all here now.
deceived.
mother said never to judge a book by its cover.
so lets talk.
i would rather make love to your mind than your body.
you would rather get straight to the point.
& would lie to get there.
i would believe for i'm jaded.
& she smiled intensely as she walked by.
i wished i could walk with her.
however i would never walk with her.
a beautiful moment captured was all i needed.
& i was appreciative.
what are you?
it's okay if you're unsure.
that makes us the same.
& i'm glad you came.
now the sun has gone home & it has began to rain.
yellow taxi take us home.
what a moment.
so fond of you i am.
for i hate taking yellow taxis alone.
now on this ride preach to me your story.
yellow taxi driver said where should i take you.
she said 4th ave & Warwick.