I have tried to find something honest for your love song,
something we would both agree is true,
it doesn’t have to rhyme, or sound smart, or even last long,
as long as it reflects the light from you,
it’s a humble brag, but I’ve got a way with words,
they follow me like thought balloons,
it can be a drag when all our skies are overcast,
and all the words turn gray and blue,
that’s when I remember
how you used to say brave people are terrified,
but somehow, they get out of bed,
I’d like to live that way, but lately I’ve been petrified,
and all I do is shake my head,
I’m trying to find a prayer I forgot in some odd pocket
of a jacket that I used to wear,
I would almost swear I can picture where I left it,
but I’ve double-checked, and it’s not there,
maybe I was dreaming..
it’s good to try again, and do better then we used to,
even when your heart’s not here,
you help me remember..
so I’ve tried to find something honest for your love song,
something we would both agree is true…
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