If I spoke to you now I wonder what you'd say Would you have found your longed for happiness Forever and a day Or would you still be melancholy With your burning urge to flee
Perhaps you have a number for me To which I can place your call Yesterday was a good day for me But today I'm very small
I only want to talk a while And find out how you are I won't tell you about my trails And how you fell so far I won't ask why you jumped to freedom
I just want to say hi
Written to my friend who committed suicide when we were in high school