Sitting at the library with blank paper and pen
I was bored so I began to draw a stick figure man
His head was round and his legs were long
He wore a hat and he whistled a song
And in his hand I began to draw another
and decided this hand belonged to his lover
Who was pretty and tall and stick-figure thin
and the stick man knew that she belong with him
So they went for a walk along a lovely beach
And I drew a sand castle just out of reach
With the setting sun in the distance so bright
I drew a bonfire and some marshmallows for the night
A dog, a plane, some friends and some food
Then I stepped back to look at what I drew

I smiled, and with a thought the smile was gone
Something was missing, something was wrong
So I stared and I thought, and I stared so long
Until I realized what had been missing all along
And with a smile I wrote your name by her face
Then I crumpled up the paper and threw it in the waste