You can't see my tears

I'm sitting in my car
I'm sitting in my car because it's raining
It's raining and I haven't turned on the wipers
I haven't turned on the wipers because I'm crying
I'm crying and you can't see my tears

you can't see my tears

You can't see my tears but I am crying
I am crying but I haven't turned on the wipers
I haven't turned the wipers on even though it's raining
It's raining and I'm sitting in my car
I'm sitting in my car

I could

I could sleep right through the night and wake up weary
I could eat two twelve inch sub's and still want more
I could leap with all my might
to a most amazing height
but my heart would still be down here on the floor

I could ride a thousand miles and never get there
I could win the greatest prize and stay bereft
For no matter what I do
I will still be feeling blue
Because nothing's any good now since you left.

The Hills

I've got a little cottage on the very edge of town
where the bricks and slates give way to fields of green
and every lovely morning I look up the street and down
to celebrate this cosy little scene
But this morning as I'm looking, something causes me to frown
The view is not what it has always been
Though I've never checked the distance from the country to the town
I think there's fewer houses in-between

If there are are a couple missing from the far end of the road
and the gap 'tween town and grass remains the same
then the hills have gotten closer to my own humble abode
and eaten up the houses as they came

Now I count the little houses every morning as I wake
No more have disappeared from view so far
But at the smallest tremble of a house eating earthquake...
My bag is packed and waiting in my car

Image In

So tell me what it is you see
on that discarded canvas sheet
Is there an image there of me
or of a Spanish sailing fleet
Is it an image of The Lord
or something from a fashion show
An angel with a fiery sword
A kitten with a little bow
Whatever image comes to mind
Whatever picture you descry
It's something only you will find
uniquely seen by your mind's eye