Joni makes me want to write a song
She makes it sound so easy
The words drifting to her melody’s waterfall
Joni knows exactly what she means.
Joni makes me want to travel far
To leave my love behind, then have someone long for
To make a living out of small concerts, just me and a guitar
To light up a cigarette
Then gracefully exhale
Let it out.
Boiling the tea for the second time
Daydreams of childhood swirling with the steam
How my nose was bleeding insanely that time she locked me outside
Full of pride,
Didn’t knock, was scared to lose my self-esteem.
Joni teach me how to knock the door
You make it sound so easy
Letting the hardness dissipate
Remembering none of it matters
Not the notes, not even the words
It’s all only about what you mean.