Rita

The candle burns on through the night

The wax gets deeper

Interrupts the moonbeams with its light

The clock hands turn, but time don't

Change at all

I'm waiting for the sun

God knows I ain't sleeping tonight

Its much too cold between these sheets

I miss Rita by my side

You know she left me so many times

But she always comes home

I can't help but wonder though

Every time she feels compelled to go

If she's coming home or leavin' me alone

She hurts me hurts me hurts me hurts me

So bad

Every day, in some or another way

I don't think I'll ever learn

So i'll stay right here in this moment

While the clock forever turns

I was jamming on tubano

when Rita came along

Thrust me a guitar and

Asked to hear her favorite song

I played it pretty flawless

So she sampled in her tongue

Love that I was tasting

So I repeated what I sung

And she kissed me even deeper

And asked if she could stay the night

Cause Rita can't resist it

When I play the shit I write

Yeah she knows there's a bit of her

In everything I scribble down

She knows she breaks my heart

Whenever she is not around

She knows I'm helpless

Against her power

She knows it's her that turns these years

Into hours

And everytime she says my name

I get those little shivers up and down my neck

And I wonder yes

I wonder all the time

If Rita my baby is ever coming back