i cross my fingers
in hope to escape you
i cannot do so in reality
but it's a possibility
in my dreams

i rest my head
desiring to forget you
and not remember your soft touch
and sweet words

my eyes grow tired
they soon close
but you remain in my thoughts
my dreams consist of you

my doubts that i ever entered yours
you could do without me
you'd be grand
we are both knowing of the fact


but me without you
that my friend
would be summer
with no heat

if summer went heatless,
what would you think?

what we think,
it's our choice
where do your thoughts reside?
explain to me
what you ponder.

trapped,
in my own mind.
forced,
to wonder
what if?
maybe if i hadn't let you go.

the needle on the record player,
it's stuck.
your sweet song
the melody of you
is on repeat.
i cannot get you out

there is an exit door
of my mind
an escape from my brain
but
it's blocked.
blocked by my heart

you are the bridge
that i can't get over.
the path
that i have to take
just to see
what my chances are