lonely but lonely, you wander and wander life's become a ritual of pain
you try every angle, relationships tangle it's always so drastically the same
small but small things, talk it all rings I can't remember when life became so blind but then i found her, one chance in a million the girl with a tattoo like mine
the girl with a tattoo like mine
the fates and the furies had answered my prayers i thought it an original, i thought it one of a kind 'til i ell in love with the girl with a tattoo just like mine 'til i fell in love with the woman with a tattoo like mine. ..
now it was at the grocery. . .how can i explain this? she leaned over to empty her cart
and i could see all the way to the express lane (if you know what i mean)
and there it was right next to her heart her blues my blues, our greens were the same a simple but purposeful design. . .
and then she caught me staring
and i said, "i-i've got one of those"
to the girl with a tattoo like mine. . .
now some people find their soulmates others take up tennis some marry their childhood sweethearts and are done but most of us are lonely, downhearted, distracted but me, now i know i've got something in common with one
through all the years, and all of the tears late at night in the dark life's become a terror but now that she is here, things seem focused and clear and when i look at her i reflect back like a mirror when i look at her i reflect back just like a mirror since i fell in love with the girl with a tattoo like mine. . . and i hope. . .that she will always be my friend. .
