HOW CAN YOU SAY SOMETHING NEW
ABOUT BEING ALONE?
TELL SOMEONE YOU'RE A LONER
AND RIGHT AWAY THEY THINK YOU'RE LONELY
IT'S NOT THE SAME THING YOU KNOW
IT'S NOT WANTING TO PUT ALL YOUR
MARBLES IN ONE POCKET.
IT'S CARING ENOUGH NOT TO CARE TO MUCH
MOSTLY IT'S LETTING YOURSELF
COME FIRST FOR AWHILE
As I stood waiting for the light to change
And making up a melody,
A yellow bus passed by-slowly.
Looking up I lost the lines I thought I'd learned
And several more that never came
All because a bus passed by
And someone smiled from out a yellow window.
I DON'T HAVE TO TOUCH YOU
TO BE TOUCHING YOU
NOR FEEL YOUR FACE
TO FEEL YOUR FACE
YET SOMETIMES TOUCHING YOU
I FEEL YOU NOT AT ALL.
THERE SEEMS TO BE
SO MUCH OF YOU AT TIMES
ENOUGH TO FILL
AND SPILL ACROSS THE ROOM.
OTHER TIMES
I STRETCH IN YOUR DIRECTION
AND DRAW BACK TO ME
GREAT ARMFULS OF AIR.
I can keep a smile on
Long past its due
And think beyond
The time of thinking
Once the process has
Been set in motion
AND I'M DETACHED
THAT'S AS IT SHOULD BE,
FOR I NEED MORE THAN GAMES.
TAKE A CHANCE ON ME
I HAVEN'T ANY NAME
BUT WHAT YOU'LL GIVE ME WHEN YOU LEAVE.
I didn't call because I didn't
and because a promise
I might keep
that leads you nowhere
would be unkinder
than good intentions
that grow dim.
THOUGH I FELT SPENT
LET DOWN AND DONE,
TRYING TO SLOW DOWN IS NOT SO EASY
WHEN YOUR THOUGHTS STILL
HANG ON YESTERDAY.
DODGING PIGEONS IN THE SQUARE
WHILE FIVE-PEICE COMBOS
GRATE MY EARS,
I'M RESTLESS ALL DAY LONG
APART I AM
AMD MUCH ALONE.