I would have called out your name
But I stopped at the greatness of your fame
I would have directed my feet to you
But I seemed so unsure of me and you; of us
I would have reached out to touch your sleeve
But I feared you’d turn around and ask me to leave
I’d longed to slip back into your life, silently
I’d yearned to relive those distant memories
If only I could lean toward you, without fear
And know that you would too, without fear
I would have
I know, I would have
It’s a pity now that years have gone by,
And it’s too late to remember and cry.
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