FInishing the Hat Judy Collins

[GEORGE]
Yes, she looks for me
Good
Let her look for me to tell me why she left me—
As I always knew she would
I had thought she understood
They have never understood
And no reason that they should
But if anybody could...

Finishing the hat
How you have to finish the hat
How you watch the rest of the world
From a window
While you finish the hat

Mapping out a sky
What you feel like, planning a sky
What you feel when voices that come
Through the window
Go
Until they distance and die
Until there's nothing but sky

And how you're always turning back too late
From the grass or the stick
Or the dog or the light
How the kind of woman willing to wait's
Not the kind that you want to find waiting
To return you to the night
Dizzy from the height
Coming from the hat