Hold Me Like a Charm

I just find myself

Alone

You know?

So much

So often

And he’s working

Until the early morning

At the Super Target

Doing warehouse stuff

But they’re telling him

He’s looking at an office job

In the next three years

And he’s really--

We’re both

Really excited about that

I don’t work

Because I have my nerves

And my bad wrists

But he doesn’t care

He found me

Working at the laundromat

On a Thursday night

And said--

‘What do you want to do about it?’

I didn’t know what ‘it’ was

But I knew

He had something

Going for him

Not any kind of rich man

But somebody who could, uh

Provide, you know?

He took me to that place in Irwin

Where you think you’re in the jungle

And you can eat all the macaroni you want

Asked me if I wanted kids

I said ‘No thanks’

He acted like

That was the funniest thing

He’d ever heard

We were pretty much

Inseparable

After that

He comes home in the mornings

And I tell him to hold me

And he does

I don’t really expect

Or want

Much more than that

There are a thousand different ways

To write a love story

But…

When all’s said and done

You just want someone to hold you

And make you feel lucky

He holds me like a charm

Like his little rabbit’s foot

And I don’t find myself needing

Much more than that

Sometimes I wake up

And it’s late in the afternoon

The whole world

Going on with their day

He’s laying in bed

Trying to get as much sleep as he can

Before he has to get up

And head to the warehouse

To keep us in the good sheets

I go into the bathroom

And I draw myself a bath

Bring in a good book

And a few magazines

You ever live the kind of life

You know you can’t live forever

But you’re not sure

When it’s going to end

And why?

I know this isn’t forever

Nobody lives like this

Forever

And all of us

Watch our luck run out

Eventually

That’s why I have a bag packed

And ready to go

I know how much he loves me

And I know I love him

But two people can only spend

So much time together

Before they get bored with each other

It’s not always about love

Sometimes it’s just about

How you keep things interesting

I sit in the bath

And wait for his alarm

To go off

When it does, he’ll get up

And come join me

In the bath

‘Hold me,’ I’ll say, ‘Hold me like a charm’

And he will

At least for today

He will