I think I had forgotten what wanting feels like.
I thought it was a needy kind of want.
But this?
It reminds me I'm human.
It's that knot-in-the-throat kind of wanting.
The wanting I lived without for a while.
I forgot how much I liked it.
She's always stuck with the old route.
Does anyone knock when they barge in to beat her down?
Will you come back? It's all she wants to know.
She knows she's part of the problem too,
Cause she let it go.
It'd take a miracle, so that's what I'm prayin' for.
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