RECORD SQUARE

RECORD SQUARE

Sunday morning Record Square
I found the worn out edges of an old affair
Across the cover where your hair
Would gather to the side when you were sleeping there
Maybe you weren't sleeping
But waiting to begin...

Came a song that set me reeling
Came a song where I was then
Came a song, came a  song

Turned the cardboard front to back
Remembered every picture and every line
& how you bought it for yourself
& when you left, decided it was mine
Maybe you were touch and go
With no place to begin...

Came a song that set me reeling
Came a song where I was when
Came a song, came a  song
Let it spin

Sunday morning Record Square
I walked the worn out edges of an old affair
I lost that album long ago
But sometimes songs will take you
Where you wouldn't go
Looking close your tiny message
Where you squeezed it in...

Came a song that set me reeling
Came a song that did me in
Came a song, came a  song
Came a song that set me reeling
Came a song that did me in
Came a song, came a  song
Let it spin

© Chris LeRoy March 29, 2012
Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP