I hear the train roar
outside
Such a solitary
thing.
I thought with
freedom I could fly
Now I flap my broken
wing.
My dream in life used
to be
One of me alone.
No one there to bind
me down
Where my wild seeds
were sown.
I thought that I
would be content
Just to live beneath
the stars.
Now I sit alone in
these four walls
And listen to the
cars.
The life I dreamed
up clearly changed
Since I first saw
your eyes.
My sense of love has
grown too deep
Since I first heard
your cries.
My heart, it aches to
be with you
As I lay here without
your touch.
The night outside
seems ominous
And the silence is
too much.
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