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

Im offering a warning
Where you can put your trust
And thank me in the morning
When ashes turn to dust
Who can be . . .