If I Only Heard A Hello
By sidewinder
Dusty, smoke filled rooms and here I am touching time and making ends meet, Forever wishing that a soul would rise to meet my heart, Too many nights spent alone, And the seasons in the sun have marched to years but skies are now raining, Where are the answers to the questions never asked? If only I heard a hello then maybe... the nights will not be so long. May 1, 1999 Written December 29th, 2001 © on Jun 09 2002 12:58 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 21 • 18
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