You’ve gone to bed
without me once more,
turned away
and shut the bedroom door.
I’ve stayed up so late
and watched TV
for why should I
pretend you see?
There are many places
I fear to tread,
many things
better left unsaid.
Call me in the morning
and it may be too late.
I just can’t wait
all night for the dawning
of yet another day,
to be on my way.
I walk around
with you on my mind,
sad to say
I’m sure that I will find
rivers of darkness
here in my heart,
knowing it’s time
for us to part.
There are many places
I fear to tread,
many things
better left unsaid.
Call me in the morning
and it may be too late.
I just can’t wait
all night for the dawning
of yet another day,
to be on my way.
Call me in the morning
and it may be too late.
I just can’t wait
all night for the dawning
of yet another day,
to be on my way.
To be on my way.
Copyright Keith Ames
