Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Between 6:45 and 7
its Fifteen past Six-thirty and its starting to get dark
It looks late enough for us to part
I guess I wanted you to stay
I guess I wanted you to say. . .
Beyond that afternoon mark
It looks late enough for us to part
I guess its just this way
And I guess I wanted you to say
That you don't want to leave
You don't want to go
You just want to stay beside that window
Hoping, wishing waiting
That its me knocking on your door
But I guess it doesn't go that what
And I guess I just wanted you to say. . .
That you'll love me everyday
lost during 8:02 AM