Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Well you were sitting around
Like you were looking for something to do
And I'd come strolling by
'Cuz that had been my situation, too
So I came up behind you
And leaned on the back of the seat
It seemed so long I talked with you
Before you were on your feet
And off again
In the wind
While I'll never know if you were real
You really taught me how to feel.


Anonymous
10:13:37 PM

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

just beautiful.

Anonymous said...

nice