so many smiles,
so many faces,
so many lives
leave their traces.
so many nods,
so many tears,
so many feelings
over the years.
the fingers that softly
touched your cheek;
the voice you wanted
to hear all week.
those little things
that mattered a lot,
they never go away,
or so i thought.
so close, so far,
a heartbeat away;
to and fro thoughts
all night all day.
hands that push away
in both directions;
redundant feelings that
were your world once.
’tis a lonely song
that only sings alone,
like a dead letter,
or a ringing phone.
so me and my guitar
wait for a chorus;
for one more rainbow,
a silver lining for us…
the song without a chorus
