Trombone 

You say we’re just friends
then hold me in your smile
we go for a walk
and don’t talk, for miles.

When we’re alone, just like
a trombone, you slide 
right into my heart.

I try to listen to my own heart
when you say
that you don’t look at me that way,
and what I hear is just what I see,
brown eyes, singing sweet songs,
singing their love to me.

They say we’re just friends,
but why should I explain
that when the night ends
you’ll be driving me insane.

When its just you and me
its like a jubilee
oh, honey, when we’re alone
you come on just like a trombone,
you slide right into my heart.
you slide right into my heart.

Trombone

The Artist Bree