Your love reminds me of water dripping through a rusty pipe-- it ain’t clean 
Without warning the water shuts off: I'm left to wonder why I'm left dry
Then when I learn to survive in the desert, you let it flow again. It flows again
But I’ve grown sick and tired of this off-on loving

come find me when you have got your heart under control
come find me when you have learned to be faithful. 
come find when you finally make up your mind
come find me when you realize what you had but now can’t find

Your love reminds me of a potluck lunch buffet-- where you pick and choose
You take a sample of everything that comes your way.  Comes your way
You eat and eat but never seem to ever get full
Your feast will leave empty til you learn to not play with food.  Remember Mama’s rule?

come find me when you have got your heart under control
come find me when you have learned to be faithful. 
come find when you finally make up your mind
come find me when you realize what you had but now can’t find


You can come looking but don’t be surprised
You can come looking but don’t be surprised
You can come looking but don’t be surprised
You can come looking but don’t be surprised

When you cant find, can’t find, can’t find me
When you cant find, can’t find, can’t find me
When you cant find, can’t find, can’t find me
When you cant find, can’t find, can’t find me

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