John Andrew Durler Sr. - A One Way Conversation lyrics

Do I dare say the things I want to say ask questions never asked because of fright, a coward's plight? To hide between a nod and smile die a thousand tiny d**hs and try to bring the subject up that lies between tongue and lip. Dare I let it slip. And if I say your deafness to my eyes that beg to speak is you ignoring me, is that wrong? I say the morning tea is cold the toast too dry to eat and you my love behave as one of higher breeding as you should in parlours of burnished leather coffee tables set with silver services, filigreed with porpoises and mermaids in proper attire. Spoons of enormous potential and three tined forks, tridents fit for Gods in royal dress. But not here in this inexpensive room with wooden bowls and copper spoons. We should be able to slob around and not sit or stand in posed positions. relax and sip hot tea, toast with jelly. So come, we shall go down, skip out on this horrid room find a portion of space, a place on a bench outside, to grace with you and I, eat fish and chips out of old-newspaper cones folded to catch the grease before it hits our knees. Each will have a pint of beer, warm as they drink it here and watch the walkers and bicycle riders And when done, if you agree, we can return, turn the covers down and hold each other until morning's sunlight prods our eyes. if you still sleep, I'll ma**age your feet soles, ankles, calves as you like me to, and when done, if it leads to early morning loving, we shall greet the day with endearing looks smiles and tender conversations Then find a place to breakfast.