I'm standing here, staring
out into the night
I tried out the words
but they didn't sound rightI wish that I knew
exactly what to say
Just give me a moment
Don't turn awayI'm standing here, searching
for just the right words
I think that I've found them
but they're only mockingbirdsI wish that I knew
exactly what to say
Just give me a moment
Don't turn awayI'm standing here, reaching
my hands out to you
My words might be fickle
but my actions are trueI wish that I knew
exactly what to say
Just give me a moment
Don't turn awayPlease don't turn away
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House On the Hill
PoetryA collection of poems, ranging from lighthearted to brooding.