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Harry Chapin Burning Herself Lyrics

Last updated: 11/07/2010 11:00:00 AM

She was crazy (she was beautiful),
I guess she had to be.
I was angry (you were blind),
because I could not see.
I saw only what her cigarettes had done to her skin.
I should have known the outside world
would reveal what was within.
She was burning herself,
and her hair was filled with ashes.
She was burning herself,
and her life became a flame.
She was burning herself,
and the flame became her passion.
She was burning herself,
and her passion,
her passion was her pain.
She was trusting (you could have saved her too),
all hope had passed for her.
I was lusting (and she gave to you),
that's all I asked of her.
The marks upon her body
and the marks upon her mind.
I knew I could have erased them
if I'd only taken the time.
I never saw her do it,
I only saw the scars.
I never could imagine
what could make her go that far.
I wondered,
was she driven by a desperate need to feel,
to find out she was really living,
to discover life was real.
Or was it that the pain
slicing through her like a knife
was easier to take
than the emptiness of life?
Had a strange sense of drama
caught her inside a role,
or was she trying to cauterize
the chancres on her soul?
I don't know
I don't know
I don't know...
Her passion was her pain!