You won't find me here

I'm far away ... far away

And even though i'm lying here

I'm far away ... far away



Riding on my bicycle

My heart's up in the air

I'm everywhere

I know i'm beautiful



Your wedding ring and pants are on the floor

They are not real ... i do not feel you

You're scaring me ... you lock the door

I made a deal ... my lips are sealed



Stop calling out my name

You are taking me away

I am ashamed



Now i know my abcs

Next time there'll be less of me



Now there are words like estrogen and wrinkling

Middle age women

A mirror woes ... where she been

So far away ... so yesterday

A voice was left behind ... a ghost ... a girl

Singing

If i am an oyster shell ... well ... where's the pearl



I know my abcs

There'll be no next time for me


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