Judy Aron

Talk to Me

Don’t tell me nothing’s wrong this time.

Your eyes betray your words and I’m not blind.

There’s something that you’re dancing ‘round.

And I’m tired of guessing what it is that’s got him down.

I think you know, but you don’t want to talk about it.

I hate the way your eyes cloud over when I ask what’s wrong.

I hate the way you make me feel life I don’t belong.

I hate the way you shut me out of everything.

Talk to me.

Don’t tell me that it’s all okay.

That maybe I’ll give up and walk away.

You think I’ll go, but I’m not gonna leave without it.