She's My Baby

She Juggles Time With Her Hand In A Sling
Wears A Coat Of Diaphanous Things &
Strangles Words For The Laughter It Brings
 
She Juggles Space With A Match In Her Hand
Sparking Flames When Her Temper Expands
As Your Head Starts To Swing By A String
 
Sometimes,
She Makes My Brain Feel Like This: (!!!???!!!???!!!)
BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!
BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!
 
(C’Mon)
She Runs Away With Her Feet Stuck In Sand
Disappears When You Reach For Her Hand
Says Goodbye When Hello Is In Demand
 
She Mystifies & She Lies To Rebel
Screws It Up When It All Goes Too Well
& Makes The Rules As She Goes Because She Can
(&Her Drummer’s Like, Not In ANYBODY’S Band, Ya Dig)?
 
Sometimes,
She Makes My Brain Feel Like This: !!!???;-(
BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!
BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!
 
She Moves Like The Sea, In & Out
My Heart The Sand That Covers Her Beach
She Wets The Feet Of My Expectations
Then Rolls Away Beyond My Reach
 
She Gives Me Time Right Between Slim & None
Gives You Lip When You Wanted Her Tongue
She Howls At The Moon But She Spits At The Sun
 
Sometimes,
She Makes My Brain Feel Like This,
(It Must Be My Karma: !??!??!??!:-( )
BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!
BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!
BUT, SHE’S MY BABY!
BUT SHE’S MY…………
SHE’S MY BABY!
 
© words and music by Sananda Maitreya