Conversation — текст песни (Joni Mitchell)

He comes for conversation

I comfort him sometimes

Comfort and consultation

He knows thats what hell find

I bring him grapes and cheeses

He brings me songs to play

He sees me when he pleases

I see him in cafes

And I only say, hello

And turn away before his lady knows

How much I want to see him

She removes him, like a ring

To wash her hands

She only brings him out to show her friends

I want to free him



Secrets and sharing soda

Thats how our time began

Love is a story told to a friend

Its second hand

But Ill listen to his questions

Ill give my answers when theyre found

He says she keeps him guessing

But I know she keeps him down

She speaks in sorry sentences

Miraculous repentances

I dont believe her

Tomorrow he will come to me

And hell speak his sorrow endlessly and hell ask me why

Why cant I leave her?



He comes for conversation

I comfort him sometimes

Comfort and consultation

He knows thats what hell find