Laundry

light comes through the curtains
like a dream without the hurting

every sunday, say you love me,
let it echo all around, i let my hair down
and like a river, it moves to you,
it's always you, inside my room,
you take me to school,
you pull out the hair when it comes loose

you drive through trees just to see me
and i fall asleep way too early,
you don't get mad at me, you just turn down the tv

there's this commercial i know you like
with the young girl and her new wife:
they buy the car, they drive all night,
you close your eyes, you see our life.

i have this fantasy where i watch you do your laundry
every day, every week, every lifetime in me
i have this fantasy where i live with you so quietly
in the silence you undress
and it feels so good to me