I left a message for you...
I love you,that is what I left for the wind to tell you..
I miss you,that is what I told the rain of Summer to tell you...
But it seems like nothing works,and I keep missing you more and more...
Often I wonder,do I have anything in me,to give you..
And I look at myself .
I find nothing attractive to give you,really nothing..
Still I offer myself to you,each day..
Hoping against hope,that it means something to you..
As I leave a message at your window again..
