If I Could Tell You

But it seems we have been
Down this road before
With all its twists
And turns.

Still, you take me places
Where I’d never go
Like a wrong turn
On a midnight road

We’ll get to see the Moon,
You smile
And tsk at me
While I fume

Sartre was right,
I’m such an en-soi
But then he thought
Other people were hell…

So what does he know?
What does anyone
Who lives on the edge of oblivion
Know about anything?

As the old man said
In Place Pigalle,
I don’t know—you don’t know,
So what does anyone know?

And that, my Love,
Is why I’m so uncertain,
And I’d tell you if I could
To ease your burden