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Disappointment

Jim Cuddy

                        Disappointment
                        gets to me so easily.
                        I tell myself that nothing's wrong
                        but nothing's like it used to be.
                        I walk down streets where I've been before

                        but they're not the same to me anymore.
                        Big moon rising
                        shining through my window pane.
                        I get up to put my clothes on
                        I lose my nerve I'm back again.
                        Something holds me from behind
                        Moves in like a fog every time.

                        Well I'm sorry I just can't seem
                        to get it back again.
                        I'm falling on my face a lot.
                        I don't know who to blame.

                        Do you remember
                        the room we shared on Grand St.
                        We'd lie there in the afternoons
                        drifting in and out of sleep.
                        Let our minds just float away
                        nowhere to be and nothing much to say.

                        Well I'm floating around in space
                        nothing holds me in.
                        I know I always call you up
                        when I'm in trouble again.

                        I've watched
                        as dreams have come and gone.
                        I try to change
                        I'm still my father's son.
                        Now I wait
                        I wait and let it come.
                        Let it come.

                        Disappointment
                        gets to me so easily.
                        A crowded room and smoky lights
                        used to be enough for me.
                        Now my patience is wearing thin
                        to wake up from this dream I'm living in.

                        I'm sorry I just can't seem
                        to get it back again.
                        I'm falling on my face a lot.
                        There is no one here to blame.

                        I've watched
                        as dreams have come and gone.
                        I try to change
                        I'm still my father's son.
                        Now I wait
                        I wait and let it come.
                        Let it come