We met on a yellow day;
I tripped down a flight of stairs.
You caught me at the bottom
with a whistle and a holler
and your fingers tangled up in my hair.
i was a little knocked out of my mind-
upside down like a child.
I let you carry me back up the stairs,
and then I let you take me a mile.
I couldn’t stop my smiling,
cause it felt like I was flying
and my feet was finally touching the earth.
You was really smiling,
and your hands was all untying,
and it felt like you was leaving the earth.
You make love to your horse-
I ain’t gonna stay,
but I know you never really
thought much of me as a woman, anyway.
We kissed on a yellow day,
at the top of a long flight of stairs.
You was searching in your pocket,
you was looking for a locket
or a knife to cut a piece of my hair.
I was a little trembled by
the shadow lying there at your side.
It just lay on the ground
never making a sound,
but i couldn’t get it out of my mind
I guess I should have known
if you were looking for a woman
then you wouldn’t have been looking for me.
But I didn’t think a touch
could really hurt me so much;
I just thought it was something I could believe.
You make love to your horse-
I ain’t gonna stay,
but I know you never really
thought much of me as a woman, anyway.
I stand on a yellow day,
alone on a flight of stairs.
Shadows walking round,
like an army on the ground,
and I know it’s time to cut off my hair.
You’re gone; I walk on.
I just shrug and walk away.
I know it ain’t god’s plan to belong to a man,
but it’s really hard to see another way.
Maybe I could make it
as a man if I could fake it,
but I don’t know I could make it on time.
Cause the sun is going down,
and all the shadows walking round
make it hard to keep control of my mind.
You make love to your horse-
I ain’t gonna stay,
but I know you never really
thought much of me as a woman, anyway.