I have my body
I have my love
I have my hunger and thirst
I have a trunkload full of memories
And a few tidy piles of illusions
I have columns of numbers that don’t add up
And wings that never learned how to fly
I have mirrors that don’t reflect a thing
And mountains that are empty as holes
I have a piano that can’t hold a tune
And glasses that sound just like a horn
I have destinations I used to call home
And a life I forgot how to live
I have lots of answers
And even more questions
But I can’t remember which is which
I like people who are lousy liars
I like people who think about the truth
I like people who smile when their heart’s breaking
And people who are scared of breaking hearts
I like people who wake up laughing
And ones who cried themselves out long ago
I like people who sing in the shower
And go to work even when they don’t want to
But most of all I like people
Whose eyes get bigger
When they are looking into mine