I should have had asked you to dance with me,
But the beat seemed not right;
I should have had asked you to dance with me,
But the rhythmn seemed wrong;
I should have had asked you to dance with me,
But the melody seemed out of tune.
Oh, I could have had held your hands;
If only for a moment, I could have had felt your warmth;
The memory would have lasted a lifetime;
But my own hands were cold;
My mouth was dry and mute;
It was unable to utter the words it should have had told.
I was left dancing alone
In a crowd of people whose faces and names were barely known.
I should have had asked you to dance with me,
But the music was almost over.
Perhaps in another dance floor,
Perhaps if the songs were different,
Maybe then I would have the courage...
Showing posts with label melancholy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label melancholy. Show all posts
Saturday, December 22, 2007
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