BAD MATCH by Tom Jensen
I've been waiting here for the phone to ring
For this next call will change everything
Maybe not who I am
But surely where I'll go
And perhaps whom I'll be with
Oh...sometimes the clock's hands
Move soooo soooo slow...
I wish that I could speed up time
I wish that I could read your sign
I wish that I could read your mind Actually,
I wish that I didn't have to try
I been tappin’ into my spirit guide
I thought I lost my way the other day
Got scared for a second…
But then I felt okay
Because I ain't got nothing but genuine love
The type that is patient and kind
That's heaven sent from above
There are lovers and lusters
As well as givers and takers
Professional victims and naive trusters
Just as there are builders and there are breakers
Which am I?
Well, if you have to ask...
It would seem to me
That we're just not a good match...