John Hartford
Simple Thing as Love
Awake now I don't hear the floorboards
Creaking as you walk back from the window
Or feel your satin fingers
Drawing patterns on my back
Where I lay dying
Without you I'm a child
Who sucks the vacant thumb of emptiness
Left crying when he has not had enough
At the mercy of an empty room
Singing verses to some faded wall
Confused about a simple thing as love
It's too bad we couldn't stay here
Till the clock runs out
And falls from sheer exhaustion
Or till morning when I watch you
As you stoop to pick your things
Up from the floor
But too soon for us it's over
In the shock of the electric lightbulb
Sunrise from the ceiling up above
As it dangles to remind us
Of the spiderweb that binds us
And just complicates a simple thing as love
Awake now I don't hear the floorboards
Creaking as you walk back from the window
Or feel your satin fingers
Drawing patterns on my back
Where I lay dying
Without you I'm a child
Who sucks the vacant thumb of emptiness
Left crying when he has not had enough
At the mercy of an empty room
Singing verses to some faded wall
Confused about a simple thing as love