It was easier for you when I was just a kindly stranger .

I used to think that you were a woman with a sense of danger .

It turned out you were just vanilla with an active imagination .

It takes nerve to move on from innocent frustration .

 

Five long years with anticipation in my mind some forbidden creation .

You had the fire in your  eyes that was ultimately governed by white girl hesitation .

Ultimately you considered me to be full of some undefinable danger .

You can’t handle being truthful so I was termed a stranger .

 

Live. , live , live .... do it the way you will .

The Steely Dan can’t give you that thrill.

It certainly won’t be money that pays this karmic bill .

It’s never too late .... you always have just until .

 

You are gonna hear this and say it’s shaded my way .

You could never argue specifics , that I say .

Really there never was a fear about being in any way wrong .

The only issue I regret is holding on for way too long .

 

Yeah you’re sweet complete with black playful eyes .

Pointed up top circles that I’d rather stay in than criticize .

You took me into a rectangle and casted me out .

For just a split second , those black eyes showed doubt.

 

 

Live. , live , live .... do it the way you will .

The Steely Dan can’t give you that thrill.

It certainly won’t be money that pays this karmic bill .

It’s never too late .... you always have just until .