Hemingway's Songbird Songtext
von Lynne Hanson

On my table there′s a cold fresh martini
Crumpled papers an old cigarette
I spend my days pouring my life onto the pages
Tales of lost love and ancient regret

I still wear the locket you gave me for my birthday
Well I kept it though I'm really not sure why
Some days I swear I hear you singing through it to me
A river of words I drink from when I′m dry

So many reasons not to stay
So many chances to walk away
Nothing sadder than nothing left to say
I kept holding out
Hoping you might change
You went on breaking my heart anyway
Yeah you I guess it's what you do


The Sunshine Inn motel outside of Houston
Matchbook said "the place it never rains"
Where you swore you would always be my songbird
And I lost myself to you in those three days

So many reasons not to stay
So many chances to walk away
Nothing sadder than nothing left to say
I kept holding out
Hoping you might change
You went on breaking my heart anyway
Yeah you I guess it's what you do

These days you′ll find me down at Harry′s
It's a dive bar where I like to spend my time
It′s dark inside the food ain't much to speak of
But it′s peaceful and the people there are kind

So many reasons not to stay
So many chances to walk away
Nothing sadder than nothing left to say
I kept holding out
Hoping you might change
You went on breaking my heart anyway
Yeah you I guess it's what you do