a woman alone

a bottle of 1980 barbara

with a pack of export lights

her thoughts half nude



seems allright when she's here

seems allright when she's away



no longer does she fall

fast and furiously in love

no longer does she fall

fast and hopelessly in love



darwin and evan

she loves'em both

only they don't know that

for once in her life

she feels very beautiful



for the world to see

"i'm in paris, i'm in new york

and I'm learning 'bout me"