It’s late
And four hours ago you tipped me off
To your disinterest in engaging me in chat
Imagine that
You think you’re just a little bit too good for me right now
Or maybe underneath not good enough somehow
For my honesty
Whatcha gonna do, not notice?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice what is in front of you?
My my, we’ve got deadlines and dragons biting at our toes
Where you go and I go we have yet to know
But this week I am taking it slow
Cuz I can’t compete with the things that entice you day by day
So I shuffle and tumble and I’ll make mistakes
In a charming way
Whatcha gonna do, not notice?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice what is in front of you?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice what is in front of you?
Now dear, it’s been just yesterday that you blew me off
But today wears a better pair of shoes
With you and I acting like two giggly kids at school
And I can conceive of the things that entice you by and by
But today we stood close and I held your gaze
And I’m starting to think that you’ve got good taste
Whatcha gonna do, not notice?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice what is in front of you?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice what is in front of you?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice?
Whatcha gonna do, not notice what is in front of you?
My dear, we’ve got deadlines and dragons biting at our toes
Where you go and I go we have yet to know
But this week I am taking it slow
I’m taking it slow
Just taking it slow
From Lost Night: Live at the Bitter End, copyright © 2021 Rachel Zylstra.
Music & Lyrics by Rachel Zylstra. All rights reserved.