Drip Drop

No trust means that the faucet stays closed

The flow of water that I expect is non-existent

I get only what comes through from the pressure in the pipes

Drip, Drop

I am thirsty for love and I want the faucet to open

But, I do not dwell on things that I know may not change

So I’ll close the faucet tighter and feign a quenched thirst

Drip, Drop

I’ve watched the water be wasted before

Instead of catching it I looked on as it swirled down the hole

So I guess it’s fair that I be without water myself