Timothy Cameron: Noises

She's Always Closing Doors

(from the album Never Mind The Hyperbolics)

Frustration, I'm staring at the phone,
Illusions, of the two of us alone,
Believing, she'll ring at any time,
Deceiving, myself just one more time,
She's gonna mangle it and there's nothing I can do,
Aside from sweeping up the remains and rubble too,
Will she snap out of it, and will the call come through?

Maybe she don't wanna know me anymore,
Maybe it's 'cause she's always closing doors,

Descending, the dimly lit stairs,
Misspending, two nights within her lair,
Devoted, completely so it seemed,
Footnoted, to the outskirts of her dreams,
An explanation, if not two, would quite suffice,
And all the better if explained by candlelight,
Then I could overlook her innocent oversight,

But maybe she don't wanna know me anymore,
Maybe it's 'cause she's always closing doors,

Well, to have and to hold is all I crave,
And one time get back all that I gave,
It's not such a lot for one to ask,
Excuses to cover up her tracks,
Well I could've sworn that everything was going well,
I can't decide if it was a soft or hard sell,
And I need perspective on this maddening mademoiselle,

But maybe she don't wanna know me anymore,
Maybe it's 'cause she's always closing doors,

Yeah, maybe I don't wanna know her anymore,
Maybe it's 'cause I finally closed the door.

(words & music by Timothy Cameron)