I asked you first
If I could even call
And waited for the advent hour
Took the time to sit and wait
Thoughts like rain
Fall on me, and I soak it in
And let it wash away all I am
How I fought to think hard
I can hear the tone
I can hear you refusing speechlessness
And I was ready for it all along
This is the fault of timing
Maybe it was the hour's problems
But this won't change for me
Maybe it won't for this
I'm ready if or when you are
1/11/2009
Words Like Signals
Written by Unknown at 9:55 PM
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1 two cents' worth:
i don't understand the last line.
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