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Compass

from: Compass
Compass
Words and Music by Christine Lavin/Flip-A-Jig
Tunes ASCAP Copyright 1991 Rounder Records

How can she say, she's lost without him
He's not a compass, he never was
How can she say, "life has no meaning?"
Life meant something before he came along, it still does
How can she say he stole her heart
You can't steal what's given away
Love isn't blind, but sometimes it's short sighted
And if you're not careful you can lose your way

For as long as I've known her, she's either been with someone,
Breaking up with someone, or dating five or six men,
Looking for that special someone.
Her girlfriends were all good-naturedly envious of her beauty,
Her warmth, her sense of humor.
Everywhere we'd go, she'd always be the center of attention,
Without ever trying to be.
When he came along, at first they appreared to be an unlikely pairing,
But they did look wonderful together.
Soon their differences only served to make them more attractive to each other
And even they began to think of themselves as the perfect couple.
She was a stunning bride.

How can she say, she's lost without him
He's not a compass, he never was
How can she say "life has no meaning?"
Life meant something before he came along, it still does.
How can she say he stole her heart
You can't steal what's given away
Love isn't blind, but sometimes its short sighted
And if you're not careful you can lose your way

At the wedding, his friends clapped him on the back,
Congratulated him. Not knowing he never quite felt he measured up to her standards.
Neither did he, nor did we know that her entire sense of self esteem
Was directly tied to whomever was the current man in her life.
To hear him discuss it, he says that every day during the last two years of their
Marriage he was consciously inching away. Emotionally distancing himself from her.
But it was done is such a gradual, inperceptible manner
That when he took that final, and to him, inevitable step out the door,
To her, it was a bolt out of the blue.
The irony of it is, in his own way, he's just as lost and as hurt and as angry
About all of this as she is. Though she will never believe that.

How can she say, she's lost without him
He's not a compass, he never was
How can she say "life has no meaning?"
Life meant something before he came along, it still does
How can she say he stole her heart
You can't steal what's given away
Love isn't blind, but sometimes its short sighted
And if you're not careful you can lose your way
You can lose your way
You can lose your way