I saw your face in everyone
Every man that walked in was my number one
Couldnt convince myself that i was wrong
We had our shot and you let it run

Do you remember when we were young?
Baseball parks and home runs
We just wanted to have fun
City streets and too many long shortcuts

Looking from across the bar
Captured by every curve, every new scar
So much has changed but it is all still the same
Can't stand to hear you say my name

Showing up to sweep me away
Doesnt quite work that way
And as much as i wanted to touch your face
Is as much as i wanted to look away

It feels as if
I have to grab your shoulders
and shake you senseless
for you to truly understand
how much I love you

it's a lot.

"how are you?"
"fine."

It's routine
you and I

Sometimes I wonder
who you'd react
if I told you the truth

"how are you?"

I want to tell you everything.
I can't stand life anymore
I'm depressed
I'm confused
I'm upset
I'm alone
but never the less

"fine."

I don't think you want to know, really.
you don't really care, do you?
you never will

I think I'll find someone else
maybe he'll care

maybe he'll listen to me
instead of a simple nod
and hug me tightly
when I cry
or stroke my hair
and help me
instead walking away
and leaving me abandoned

"how are you?"
"I don't know."

It's a start.

I spent my life
staring down at his hair
blond and shimmering under the light of the screen.
never to see his face only the hair
his life so tough,
life on the streets,
became a ***** ,
intoxicated,
the shimmery waves
attract attention on the street
a charming photographer stops him,
you'll be big young sir
said he
the child stares up his water blue eyes welling will impassioned tears.
his life
flashed before him
nought but money and lust
A life on the surface
lies upon lies
he imagines a throne to the sky,
the impossible,
in the clouds, his hair is greasy now,
the shimmer comes from within as he wakes up
amongst friends and foes
the cost of fame

I saw a program on the telly once
it was about a little girl
my age, I think
or less
she had lost her mum
and right when she was about to find her
the power had shut off
and the telly went dark

I went to find my own mum
I wanted to tell her
about the ******* the telly
but her and daddy were having another row
so I left them alone

I sat in my room instead
with the candle mum had given me
"for emergencies" she said
it was the third time I used it this week

the house was cold
it got like that a lot
when the telly goes dark
and it gets colder when the door swings open
and bangs shut again on it's way closed

she's sitting in bed
my mum is
and she's crying
she says daddy left
like the power on the telly

we moved to an apartment yesterday
mum said it was an adventure
but I have to sleep in the same bed as her
I don't like it much

we sold the telly today
I guess I'll never know
what happened to that little girl
and her lost mum

Before our unsuspecting eyes
Like star trek
He just vapourised

But hey, it's ok
We know now friend
It's your way

We hope sincerely you'll be back
We promise not to get too close-
We know you don't want that

We hope you will return, at the time you select
Until then, fare thee well
With respect, great respect