When It's On My Mind

i still get nervous when you call me. i guess the reason's that i should be. all the silences and little hints and references to something on TV. i guess you try _ meant it, but all your answers are pragmatic. i hang the phone back on the cradle and i wonder what to say that i haven't yet. i'll decide when it's on my mind, when it's on my mind. you point to wisdom in a snow storm and all the drawbacks of the reborn, but then you talk of new experience and all the benefits of staying warm. you say there's poems on the front line. i guess i lost you on the back nine. i'm mixing metaphors with overtures and drowning out your memory in moonshine. but i'll decide when it's on my mind, when it's on my mind. i'll decide when it's on my mind, when it's on my mind.