Before words could go free,
there was a Stranger In A Strange Town...

Hold That Thought

The miles between us are always too much,
The time spent apart way too long,
The nights all alone without that soft touch,
Are more than is soothed by that song.

Yet we are still young, we both, as is us,
Though it often feels we've always been;
It's because of that bond (not just unfulfilled lust),
Seems so long since each other we've seen.

It's that very same bond that will help us get through,
These times, when I'm here and you're there,
For what's a few days, even one week or two?
We are young; we've a lifetime to share.

Now hold that thought
'cause girl i'm almost home
 

3 comments:

Just Me said...

"It's because of that bond (not just unfulfilled lust),
Seems so long since each other we've seen."

Nothing could be truer, my friend. As I told you, this will see itself through.

And btw, you would be a wonderful lyrics writer. I can almost feel myself singing this one.

Psycho Babbling Basher said...

"It's that very same bond that will help us get through,"
No one gets away easily from that kind of connection. It's the way it is. Connected, albeit apart.
And I agree with JM. I think your words make up beautiful lyrics for a love song, perhaps we should have it arranged. :)

BB said...

Beautifull