it's not very wise

to look behind my eyes

and see something you've longed to see

you can't see behind

my very haunting mind

when you should be looking at me

I can't seem to be

you prolonged fantasy

I'm too busy working out my own

my own

my own

why can't you give me mine

it's only wise

there's only so much time

I'm trying to be kind

you must bare in mind

it's not nice

where you have been so blind

let's make a past

and see how long it last

there's always room for memories to shine

to shine

2009honsulWhoomusic

rich lodato April 24 2009

15 years old now. Written for a lost soul aka Sharon. I lost contact in 1980.