You’re Sylvia Plath 
As you drift from the bath. 
I hand you a robe 
And so it goes, 
The moment’ll pass. 

You’re Simone de Beauvoir 
As you get out the car. 
The way you read me, 
No one can see me 
Is you are. 

And these photographs keep me alive. 

Babe, here’s your song. 
Babe, it took too long 
To find in your eyes 
My best surprise. 

You’re Nina Simone 
When you talk on the phone. 
You sing to me 
And I’m [bad word] 
No longer alone. 

You’re Mary Cassatt 
When people tell you you’re not. 
You’re like a child. 
All the while 
I need you a lot. 

And these photographs keep me alive. 

Babe, here’s your song. 
Babe, it took too long 
To find in your eyes 
My best surprise.

And I wanna know what you know 
And I wanna go where you go 
These things remind me of 
These things remind me of 
These things remind me of you. 

Babe, here’s your song. 
Babe, it took too long 
To find in your eyes 
My best surprise.