Roches, The – Person With a Past

looking in the mirror

what do you see

from another era

a face baby

a waste maybe

of a chance never had

a history

of romance gone bad

who can be a lover

how long can it last

anything but hover

seems like moving too fast

going undercover

with a person with a past

seems like only yesterday

you were just a child

until up irreversibly

all o’ this sadness piled

mistakes when you were fighting

your way out of your bag

has loneliness moonlighting

made of you a hag

who can be . . .

you say you want to see me

my number you desire

you make it sound so easy

like slumbering in fire

I’m offering a warning

where you can put your trust

and thank me in the morning

when ashes turn to dust

who can be . . .