A wing and a prayer
a thought here
a thought there
A wish flittering
around like a bee
a thousand thoughts
Of why you’d like me
wandering aimlessly
through the doors in my mind
Not a clue as to where
it would be you I would find
my heart cries uselessly
As the days go by
wondering and waiting
as my heart slowly dies
No one stops by
nobody calls
as, slowly, one by one
The teardrops fall
a wing carries
my love to you
A prayer is what I say
when my days and nights are blue.
January 13, 1997
