Love Turns 40

She's holding a secret that she'll never tell

She's holding a secret that she'll never tell

Cause the myth is not supposed to retire

We'd rather it lit itself on fire

Or overdosed in a four star hotel

She's holding a truth that she'll never reveal

She's holding a truth that she'll never reveal

Cause truth this time is an ugly child

And mother and daughter may reconcile

But their faces will never heal

Don't go, she says, but he's sleeping

She says it to herself

Don't go, she sees herself rising

Packing her suitcase with all of her shoes

But something keeps you faithful

When all else in you turns and runs

Love turns 40

The morning comes

She's holding a secret that she'll never tell

She's holding a secret that she'll never tell

Because we were once cinema gods in the night

Now all we've got is lunch hour light

Where nothing photographs well

Don't go, she says, but he's sleeping

She says it to the dark

Don't go, she sees herself rising

Dressing in silence for nothing to lose

But something keeps you faithful

When all else in you turns and runs

Love turns 40

The morning comes