Secret Wife

[ryanvancouver]

Sitting on a greyhound
You too ashamed to let anyone know what we are
As the rain pours down the window beside me
I hear the engine start
...as a tear rolls from my eye,
the bus pulls me away from you.

The mornings at Santa Barbaras Hendry's Beach
5am watching the fog burn off the sea
Sometimes I think back and start to miss you
I wonder what it'd be like if you only knew.....
How to tell the truth.....


What did you think life would be
When you took that ring from me
You had my heart I felt alive
All I really would've had was a secret wife
To this day if I let myself
I still can come all undone
Don't know why you lied to me
Why you told me I was the one

To your family I was just a friend
To your friends, just a tool
Then I caught you two timing me
I'd have moved mountains for you

A part of me, still sits at Hendry's beach
Watching the morning fog burn off the sea
Then I start to miss you
Or do I just miss the beautiful view?
It sure wasn't you.

Babe, sometimes I wonder if something's wrong upstairs
Why you still enter my mind after all this time
Secretly I still love you....
Still wish you were my secret wife
I wouldn't be up here in cold Canada
We'd still have our wild and warm
California nights....

©2009 Ryan Alexander Jarman