Covet from Covet by Pollyanna Cowgirl

Can someone
tell me what to do?
See I love you
but I guess I love him, too.
Oh how
can this duality
live within me?
live within me.

Can someone
tell me who to be?
I tried to hide my heart
but Mother did see.
How sweet I’ve been
on someone;
on him.

I sicken myself.
Why deny my gut?
In the morning I
bury my wanderer’s eyes.
How fickle, my heart.

In his eyes
oh, I am someone new.
I’d die for him to watch me
float through a room.
I’m in that dress.
Let his hand burn
where it rests.

Can someone shake me,
wake me from this night?
I bid his arms unfold me,
his soul to hold me tight.
We flicker in this space.
‘Till the dawn breaks on your face.

I sicken myself.
Why deny my gut?
In the morning I
bury my wanderer’s eyes.
How fickle, my heart.

Can someone
tell me what to do?
See I love you
but I guess I love him, too.
I covet this flame,
I pocket this shame.

Gets heavy, this longing.

• Folk
• Soul
• accoustic
• folk
• folk rock
• indie folk
• jazz-folk
• singer-songwriter
• Birmingham