WAITING - 11/13/1999

We met on the beach
We held hands in the sand
We promised forever
Then we said good-bye

You promise to call
I promise to write
You never called
And I forgot to write

Two months later
You finally call
We should get together--
Maybe next month

Septmeber comes
And you're doing fine, or so I hear
But school has started, holding us apart
Maybe next year

January comes
And all is right
But you cannot come
For there is work to do

I promise to write
And you promise to call
Maybe we'll see each other
Next summer

Summer comes and summer goes
You hear that I'm ill
And promise to come
In the fall, you say

You have finally come
But it is too late
As you lay a rose
Apoun my grave

I wish I could tell you
I wish I could say
Next time
You shouldn't wait

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