Lisa Bastoni: Music

I wanted you so bad
It just made me weak
Every time I got tongue tied
When I tried to speak
Made a fool of myself
Now my head’s hung in shame
I flew to you
Like a moth to a flame

I sat on the barstool
My chin in my hand
Made small conversation
With some other man
I lost concentration
When I heard your name
I flew to you
Like a moth to a flame

You were so bright, that white hot light
Set these little wings burning
Something felt right
But it was just one night
I am slowly learning

Did you ever feel lonesome
Heartsick and blue
Did you ever need someone
Who did not need you
Now I’m drunk and hung-over
With my love all in vain
I flew to you
Like a moth to a flame

(c) and (p) 2006 Lisa Bastoni