Monologue For An Old True Love Lyrics - Isobel Campbell

Tell me how I play around 

So you say, "I don't want you" 

Go and play your little game 

But still I'm going to haunt you now 

Wearing your guitar 

Letting your soul cry 

Look into my eyes 

Every time you miss the point 

Yet every time you scold me 

Talking so self-righteously 

'Bout everything you showed me, boy 

Wearing your guitar 

Letting your soul cry 

Look into my eyes 

And still your spirit comes to me 

You were the one for life 

You brightened up the sun for me 

Even through all the fights 

And still your spirit comes to me 

You were the one for life 

You brightened up the sun for me 

Even through all the fights 

This is not 'bout what we see 

A silhouette or color 

This is not 'bout gaining points 

But loving one and other 

Say you're angry now 

Though I wonder why 

You've got them 'round your little finger 

You say you're angry now 

Though I wonder why 

The pattern it was in full swing, yeah yeah yeah 

Say you're angry now 

Though I wonder why 

You've got them 'round your little finger