And After
There's a reason I have a picture of you
on the nightstand,
here comes the night,
let me dream.
I wish I could turn off
this old broken man and let the world see
how it is
after love.
No magic man, no smile,
no sinner in the palm of your hand,
just miles
to the nearest heart that could understand.
Andy N
Mon 10th Oct 2011 10:04
good stuff, terry.. may have split up the last line a bit but it's a top piece, man.. A