Little Tragedy

We were alone
in a crowd of a thousand
standing under a giant Ferris wheel
Covered my shoulders
breeze off the ocean
December on the Santa Monica Pier
You were there...

We were at home
dinner was over
the one I love was anxious for a kiss
I know I shouldn’t
most times I wouldn’t
but I offered my cheek
a swing and a miss
you were there

(chorus)
Why can't you just turn me loose
from whatever’s inside of you
and find another tortured port of call
I can count 'em one by one
the moments I've been absent from
'cause I can’t get me rid of you at all

Dark quiet hours
Moon through a window
a hand on my shoulder, face the wall
I gotta shake it
I know he's achin'
And I'm just praying soon sleep will fall.

Red wine and roses
dancing and laughin
it's good to see us smiling once again
I got it handled
once and for always
the preacher asked me if I do and then
you were there..

(chorus)
Why can't you just turn me loose
from whatever’s inside of you
and find another tortured port of call
I can count 'em one by one
the moments I've been absent from
'cause I can’t get me rid of you at all

No I can't get me rid of you at all.