Dalton's Song
Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien
Music: ttto "You Don't Love Me Anymore", Weird Al Yankovic
Insp: Dalton Lowne on JAG

You come in laughing from the pouring rain
And your eyes hold a secret you refuse to explain.
Whenever bad dreams wake you,
You'll never talk about it, though I've seen how they shake you.
Times when we kiss, for a moment you're stone;
Then you're back here with me, but I still feel alone.
Sarah, who are you really?
What taught you how to hide by acting all touchy-feely?
I guess I must be crazy to complain about this
When all the rest about you's so fine,
But I got this feeling you were really
Never mine.

You never talk about your parents at all;
Uncle Matt's all the fam'ly you write and you call.
You smile at me so sweetly,
Then shut the door to talk and shut me out quite completely.
And when you're busy, you forget how to phone,
Then go home and assemble your dinosaur bones.
Said you're an alcoholic,
But that's it for my autobiographical knowledge.
You let me in bed and, I think, in your heart,
But at your life you've drawn me a line;
And I got this feeling you were really
Never mine.

I see you talking with your partner and clerk
And how you come alive with your drive for the work.
I wish I could engage you
As much as your case conferences amuse and enrage you.
And when I watched you eating soba at Ho's,
Your courtroom self showed up, one I barely know.
My jealousy's a blunder,
But I've only got Sarah. He's got Mac, the Girl Wonder.
You hold yourself back and you hide in my life.
Just what are you afraid I might find?

Mac: "I wasn't list'ning, Dalton. Did you say something?"

Never mind.