and maybe the child in me
just really needs a playmate
who's gonna surely say yes
whenever i ask them first,
hey, let's hang out, run and play.

it must be a childhood playmate
calling from outside the window
with a soft low voice
coo coo coo
waking me up early in the morning

a partridge
a dove
a lingering owl
or you
a tired wanderer on the earth
returned to play
hide-and-seek

Am i a friend?
Or am i a stranger?

There are times when i feel special
And times i feel ignored

So tell me
Where do i stand in your life?

Because you're confusing me
When im here
Wanting to be so much more to you
But i don't even know where i stand

Or could it be
The only reason for you to be close to me
Was in order to use me?
What am i ?
An object to you?
Or just a play mate?

It was something I never expected,
and island has become two,
the waters a nervous calm,
two flags waving proudly one in the same
yet the same become different,
The birds silently wait for the chirps of its old playmate,
waiting for something that doesn't seem to come,
so for now its on to the next,
on to find solace in an unexpected old,
or become one with an imperfect new.