Poi Dog Pondering Big Beautiful Spoon
--- --------- ----- Wrap around me and curl, you big beautiful spoon The thought of your touch and smell just makes me swoon When you lay me down, my heart is still as a pond Together like two spoons until dawn. Sometimes I live in the past, I know that it's true I'm romantic to melancholy, you know that's true too. The past is a shoe box of old songs and photographs, I dig in and wade through, I learn from my past. I'm helpless and doomed, sad and ashamed The mistakes that I've made, will I make them again? Feet are made for walking, and hands are made for love, And for the longing and the lonely, the moon and stars shine above. Well there's a time and a place, a river and a bridge, a kitchen and a hallway, a stove and a fridge. A clock on the wall, and there's a telephone call, songs to be sung, and work to be done. Well you rub two sticks together and sparks start a fire, and I'm longing and I'm lonely, and for you I desire.
