Damon Johnson Call It A Trade
Let me choke on your spirit
Gonna roll in your hay
Want to walk in your shadow
We can call it trade
Let me smile in your mirror
And say what you say
Gonna try on your jewelry
And lay where you lay
You got that taste in your mouth
But you got nothing to say
And that pillow you dream on
Is still keeping your shape
Gonna try all your things on
And smile like you smile
Let me roll back your covers
And sleep for a while
And I'll give to you my heart and soul
We can call it a trade
When we were first meeting
You were laughing out loud
That soul that was yours
You lost in a crowd
All your friends have been asking
Where on earth did you go?
I took that laugh that was yours and told 'em
"I don't know!"
So get used to it baby
All those things that you bought
They were never yours
But always part of the plot
And that shadow you're keeping
That one you ignore?
You won't ever see it
Until it crosses your door
