I saw you this morning.
You were
moving so fast.
Can't seem
to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss
you so much.
There's no
one in sight.
And we're
still making love
In My Secret
Life.
I smile when
I'm angry.
I cheat and
I lie.
I do what I
have to do
To get by.
But I know
what is wrong,
And I know
what is right.
And I'd die
for the truth
In My Secret
Life.
Hold on,
hold on, my brother.
My sister,
hold on tight.
I finally
got my orders.
I'll be
marching through the morning,
Marching
through the night,
Moving cross
the borders
Of My Secret
Life.
Looked
through the paper.
Makes you
want to cry.
Nobody cares
if the people
Live or die.
And the
dealer wants you thinking
That it's
either black or white.
Thank G-d
it's not that simple
In My Secret
Life.
I bite my
lip.
I buy what
I'm told:
From the latest
hit,
To the
wisdom of old.
But I'm
always alone.
And my heart
is like ice.
And it's
crowded and cold
In My Secret
Life.
~by Leonard
Cohen
