Suzanne Vega şarkı sözleri
Am I an afternoon's pastime?a thing on a stringto be thrown and retrievedlike a phone call receivedon somebody's birthdayto tease and delightand then say goodnightand then just say goodbye?Am I a toy on a tray ?a soft piece of clayqueen or clown for the daymachine ballerinasoldier of tinstanding so loyalwhile you sit so royalthen I'm put away?For your approval,perusal,and your possiblerefusal,I'm amusing,I'm a puppet for your play.Am I your Mad Magazine?skin trampolinepin-up pinball machineyour fantasy girlof puzzling partsbut none fits or startswe match wits but not heartsI'm heard but never seen?For your approval,perusal,and your possiblerefusal,I'm amusing,I'm a puppet for your play.
