*Hey the one for me, if you're out there
Just wanted to say I'm tired of waiting
You might not realize how much I care
And soon droping levels to despairing
If you are on foot somewhere walking
Please I think It's time to run or drive
Yeah, I'm tired of hearing others talking
That surely someday soon you'll arrive
My heart is too busy fighting to find peace
And my poor Soul's caught in the cross fire
My cracked lips long for a drop of a kiss
They're dried by the sun of hopeless desire
So if you're driving to reach here someday
Grow wings and fly to make today the day*
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 5:51 PM UTC
*Hey the one for me, if you're out there
Just wanted to say I'm tired of waiting
You might not realize how much I care
And soon droping levels to despairing
If you are on foot somewhere walking
Please I think It's time to run or drive
Yeah, I'm tired of hearing others talking
That surely someday soon you'll arrive
My heart is too busy fighting to find peace
And my poor Soul's caught in the cross fire
My cracked lips long for a drop of a kiss
They're dried by the sun of hopeless desire
So if you're driving to reach here someday
Grow wings and fly to make today the day*
Request permission to use this poem