Easternsong

warm rain falling or snow is coming down--
i am standing in the hall right across your home
waiting just for you to pass me, or maybe not all
every moment that i see you--oh i'm so happy

it's so strange and so insane, our crazy world
heart will love but won't betray its love to one it loves
and i live in ignorance of if your love i've earned
better that than to confess and hear 'no' in return
cause i so dread rejection's burn

and i've learned a song on my old guitar
it's too bad that you don't hear it, cause in it i have
named you, hiding no grief that eats my heart
the most beautiful and tender, and it's all so true!

in the calm of nights verse by verse i write
let them say that everyone writes in their nineteen years
every line in it's just dots after letter L
you will understand fir sure all that i tried to tell
i tried to tell, but couldn't tell

but in spring snow always melts
and i hope to me you'll give your 'YES"


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