Terms Of My Surrender

When the moon is rising

And the night is still 

Some of my delusions have the power to kill

Scared I'll get what I deserve

Or maybe scared I won't 

I'm sittin' in my garage

Starin' at my motorcycle

My heart is so heavy, like a stack of bibles

Swear I need you too much

Baby, I swear I don't 

Sometimes love can be so wrong

Like a fat man in a thong

It walks shamelessly away

I hold a sea shell to my ear

In winds of echoed dreams I hear

Reverberations of yesterday

I can be rough

Sometimes I can be tender

But I can't negotiate the terms of my surrender

I love you too much baby

Go on and have your way with me

 

Emperors and reigning Kings

Have showered you with golden rings

Now I stand with my heart in my hand

I know that I can't compete

With ruthless men in satin sheets

But I'm ready to meet your demands

Where's the glory in ashes and dust?

At the end of the story, there's just us

I love you too much baby to ever say goodbye

John Hiatt