Acoustic/piano/singer-songwriter
John Davey: piano & vocals
Donna Devine: lyric
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Bittersweet tale. Watching his lady brushing her hair in the mirror, the guy knows what bad news is coming.
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V1
Tangled in my hairbrush
You gaze into the mirror
Lick your lips and wonder
How you’ll find the words you need
Tangled in my hairbrush
You ponder in the mirror
Imaging the changes
That your heart’s begun to feel
Bridge
I thought our love might reach
A mythic sort of elegance
But raw now, and unfinished
Somehow it’s been diminished
And here I lie, longing just for relevance
V3
Tangled in my hairbrush
You watch me in the mirror
Try to smile a warning
As you slowly turn to speak
© 2017 Donna Devine
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