An idea I've been toying with for a while

So a bunch of these songs that I've been writing lately are actually ideas that I've been toying with for a while. So it's not necessarily something that I'm thinking about right at this second. It's just that, on any given day, I wind up having time to sit down and put an idea to paper.

This song is an example of that. I wrote the piano piece of it for a while ago, and I've been tossing the idea around for a while...Actually, come to think of it, the past 4 songs have been examples of that. "Get Lost" was actually written completely in my head weeks ago, and I just never put it on paper. "Empty Bed" was written years ago. I just found it in one of my old books and thought I'd throw it on here. "Hello Again" I first came up with last summer. Tried to write it, it wouldn't write itself. So I let it sit for a few months and then finished it.

I guess a lot comes down to having the time to do some serious writing and playing. Which I have had more than enough of lately....it's been nice- but I think I'm getting ready to get my life back. Suzie and I need some "time apart".

Good Enough

I’m lying here awake
Because you’re snoring
And I can’t sleep through the sound

I’ll have a headache
In the morning
But it’s not so bad, or so I’ve found

So I watch you
You’re fast asleep
And you aren’t what I had in mind

But now I’ve got you
And I don’t want to lose you
So I guess that this must be fine

And you’re nobody’s prince charming
And I sure ain’t no maiden fair
But I kinda like it in the morning
When I wake up and you’re still there
This may not be perfection
I think that’s understood
But at least until tomorrow
I can safely say it’s good
And that’s good enough

And I believed it
When you told me
That this would have to end

And I believed it
When I told you
I don’t think we can be friends

And I don’t know
And I can’t tell you
If we were wrong or we were right

But I do know
That I want you
So let’s not talk about it tonight

And you’re nobody’s prince charming
And I sure ain’t no maiden fair
But I kinda like it in the morning
When I wake up and you’re still there
This may not be perfection
I think that’s understood
But at least until tomorrow
I can safely say it’s good
And that’s good enough