Текст песни Joni Mitchell - Conversation
Joni Mitchell - Conversation слова песни
He comes for conversationI comfort him sometimesComfort and consultationHe knows thats what hell findI bring him grapes and cheesesHe brings me songs to playHe sees me when he pleasesI see him in cafesAnd I only say, helloAnd turn away before his lady knowsHow much I want to see himShe removes him, like a ringTo wash her handsShe only brings him out to show her friendsI want to free himSecrets and sharing sodaThats how our time beganLove is a story told to a friendIts second handBut Ill listen to his questionsIll give my answers when theyre foundHe says she keeps him guessingBut I know she keeps him downShe speaks in sorry sentencesMiraculous repentancesI dont believe herTomorrow he will come to meAnd hell speak his sorrow endlessly and hell ask me whyWhy cant I leave her? He comes for conversationI comfort him sometimesComfort and consultationHe knows thats what hell find