Friday, October 22, 2010

If Only, (Second Chance)

Sitting here, wide awake,
  Thinking of the ways things could have been,
If I just would have told you how I feel.
  If only we could rewind and go back then.

Sitting on the rocks, my arm around you,
  You felt so bad, my insides were all up-side down.
If I had just spit it out and let my heart take control,
  But I denied myself and didn't make a sound.

Rubbing your back, trying to tell you through my hands,
  You were so caught up in what he did to you,
You never saw me, a whispering wind that wouldn't reach your ears,
  If only we could go back, I know what I'd do.

I'd take you hands in mine,
  Turn your face to me, eyes together.
Run my hand through your hair as I build up the courage.
  I'd bring you close and tell you everything.

Now as I sit here, at the desk, not the rocks,
  Alone, not with you, I see how much you've been through
Runnin' my hand through my hair, wondering what I should say
  If I ever get a second chance, out on the rocks, alone, to sit with you.

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