Edge Of The Universe

We bared our souls and we shuffled our feet
And we contemplated the passenger seat
While we shared some truth and you quoted verse
From our ledge at the edge of the universe

And I wept for a wound that would not heal
My pain spilling out of your automobile
Then you held my hand
And the stars drew close

Then you lit a smoke and you drew real deep
And the smoke circled over the passenger seat
And I wondered if you wondered about our worth
When compared to the size of the universe

And we wept for a world that could not hear
Our  words spilling out of that automobile
Then you held my hand
And the stars drew close

We sat in the parking lot you and I
Our eyes straight ahead we were fixed on a sky
Where the stars spill down to the edge of the earth and I said
"Take me to the edge of the universe!"

Words and music copyright ©1993 Betty Elders
Whistling Pig Music (ASCAP) administered by BUG Music
All rights reserved.

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