Petrichor

It hasn't rained six months or more Until today, a sudden pour Now I can smell the petrichor outside The sighing ground gives up its love Unto the breeze and the trees above And suddenly your phantom shoves my side I don't need you I don't need you I don't need you, but I sure want you I never loved you more than when I turned and walked into the wind And left you leaning on no friend of mine I walked straight, didn't turn my head The hardest thing I ever did Seabirds wheeling overhead and crying I don't need you I don't need you I don't need you, but I sure want you I wish I knew the names of things Trees and flowers, birds that sing You're much better at that kind of thing than I And I don't know these stars up here You'd fill me in if you were near You taught me 'petrichor', our secret sigh I don't need you I don't need you I don't need you, but I sure want you I sure want you I want you Yes, I want you --- Petrichor - Paul Kelly