thoughts you can see...

she asks why I write so much...
in pubs, the back of cabs... I say
they are thoughts she can see...
she says can't I just say them..?

I say not 'til they are written
down...how else could I read
them out loud..? she's says can't
I just say what's on my mind...

I say you ask why I write but
you never ask to read it...so
why would you listen if I had
simply spoken..? she said what...

I said look at the thoughts you
can see...