I Want to Know
By Anne Stott

In the turn of the night before the break of dawn
With a blink of the eye what was right became wrong
You were saying something more about wanting less
But I couldn’t hear your voice cuz I got up to get dressed
It was right before now and just after then
The smell of your touch never left my bed

If you read between the lines
If you tempt all the gods
If you curse at the moon
If you weigh all your odds
If you wander 40 days and 40 nights in between
You still won’t know what can’t be
I want to know
I want to know
I want to know

It was a twist of the knife with a turn of phrase
There was blood on the sheets in this lover’s maze
It ripped right through my mind it shot straight through my heart
That breach of trust that tore us apart
Then a new year dawns so harsh and bright
And that night that went wrong will never be right

If you read between the lines
If you tempt all the gods
If you curse at the moon
If you weigh all your odds
If you wander 40 days and 40 nights in between
You still won’t know what can’t be
I want to know
I want to know
I want to know

Love can’t conquer what you won’t concede
But love will steal that which you withhold
Love isn’t your lover
Love is an auctioneer accepting only your past as payment
Love is the current that pulses with life or burns you to death
Love is the warrior you always wished you could be

© 2010 Anne Stott. All rights reserved.