Untitled
(Anderson)

See the morning unfolded
I wonder where it will go
Thought I'd write you a letter
I imagined you here, your familiar "hello"
And I found, for a moment, I was smiling inside
I can't escape my betrayal, so for moments I hide

Well, I know you've been hurting
And I'm sorry I called
I don't know what possessed me
And I can't lie and say I haven't missed you at all
Though my life feels unconscious and I've failed as a friend
I suppose I still love you
I suppose that's the end


All words and music ©1996 Douglas C. Anderson
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