Characterized as something
less than what we deserve...

Do i care any more? I pray that i dont
that i may love another....like you...

I've been hit by purple rain-
standing here outside your window...

I miss you I say
As rain drops fall from my window sill...

Fingers fall...
rationally...

It's to hot to sit
And to hot to move...

Found your sweater today-
held it up to my face...

It's said to be
f**ked up...

You got your faults
but i could never see mine...

And you ask
remember me...