Didn’t know you…never thought I did….just meandered through mazes…. puzzles…..was love nearby…..

There was Paris…Quebec….New York…..never on spot….always different venues…..You walked-out on Rickie Lee Jones…..

Such anger at the end…..over …The cursing…. swearing… vengence….lies…..for what….

Just ’cause we could…..just ’cause we could….

It was spite….was anger… ego…..was pomp…. circumstance…..

’twas nothing…..only a dream….