Long black skirts and painted eyes
Sally used to mesmerize
With sultry music from above
And photographs through chains of smoke
Traded in for army green and magazines
On how to set the room for tea and sympathy
China patterns, color schemes
And when she looks at me
Does she see the life left behind?
And do these city streets bring memories?
Shadows of a girl
Is it bittersweet, the taste of comfort?
Soft, familiar, lonely days
Is it raining in your coffee?
Did you think it would be bittersweet?
Piano bars and chasing dreams
My musical insanities
The sweat and ache of promises
The full moon over Brooklyn Bridge
My life has an uncommon thread
There's not enough to pay the rent
And sometimes I get scared to death
Of failure or complete success
And when I look at her
I see the life I did not choose
A simple day to day, a safer place
Shadows of a dream
'Cause it's bittersweet, the taste of struggle
Crying salt and sugar tears
Finding sunlight in my darkness
Didn't think it could be bittersweet, bittersweet
Oh, is there hell to pay
For something so heavenly? Hey
Yes, it's bittersweet, the taste of living
A semi-perfect harmony, compromising and forgiving
Life can be pleasingly bittersweet
Life can be pleasingly bittersweet