Right Here Poem by Drew Engman

I didn't give up on miracles
When I stopped trying to bargain.
I haven't run out of gas yet,
I just turned off the car then.
But who knows what I'll do,
If I never see you again.

So don't take away my falsehoods
If it strips me of my dreams.
I won't make it a day by myself
If I ever stopped believing.
It would break my heart right out
If you told me you were leaving...

...There used to be this little girl
Who started sweet, but grew up hard.
A little too soon, a little too fast.
I believed first love would last,
But that wasn't the way life dealt her cards.
Being seventeen was like a different world.

I bought my first old good guitar
Way back then, and learned to play,
A little too drunk, a little too stoned,
No hair on my chest, just skin and bones.
Jam all night and sleep all day.
Too many bands, too many bars.

Now it's been about thirty years
Since that little boy broke up with her.
He never did get very far
But he still plays his old guitar.
We can't go back to what we were:
Just sing your songs right now, right here.
...Sing your songs right here...