Christine Lavin - Looked Good On Paper lyrics

He looked good on paper A wonderful life An Ivy League lawyer An Ivy League wife A big house out in Aspen In East Hampton, too A ten room apartment West End Avenue You might be thinking What's the story in this Well you see, she was drinking The first time they kissed The evening was foggy But the morning was clear She woke up groggy thinking What am I doing here? She should not have walked away She should have run When he asked her to stay She thought she was the lucky one He was misunderstood By everyone around him As they grew closer She inched out on that limb Distracted by silver Dazzled by gold She touched many things She thought she never could hold A guest at the table She was just pa**ing through Your perspective gets twisted When this happens to you The years slid by quickly 'til she woke up one day Her heart was telling her You can't keep living this way So she pressed for an answer Looked deep in his eyes She knew she was the only one He didn't tell lies And he says 'please be patient These changes take time' As he uncorks another bottle of wine She admires the bouquet And takes a long sip Makes plans for the next Clandestine trip And he tells her he loves her And squeezes her hand But he's got to go home now She understands She stares out the window Sees the cab pull away She wants to go with him But that won't happen today And it won't happen tomorrow Or the day after that He's content with this set-up He plans to stand pat But he throws her a bone Whenever she cries And adds her to the list Of those he tells lies But it's never too late To reclaim when your soul Even when misguided love Has taken it's toll He did not believe her When she said goodbye He wanted to stop her But he was too proud to try She's on her own now On the surface she's fine But in a weak moment She reflects on that time He appears in her dreams And she wakes up in tears The lonely sound of her heartbeat Taps into deep fears But she keeps on moving Reconnects with old friends While he's taken up With a young thing again Who's impressed with his money And his station in life And doesn't care at all about You know, the wife This story's played over Hundreds of times We hear warning bells And we see danger signs We think we are different But we end up the same We must look in the mirror For the person to blame He looked good on paper A wonderful life An Ivy League lawyer An Ivy League wife A big house in Aspen East Hampton, too A ten room apartment West End Avenue You might be thinking What's the story in this? I admit I was drinking The first time we kissed The evening was foggy But the morning was clear I woke up groggy thinking What am I doing here? What am I doing here? What was I doing there?