She With Him Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

FROM MY WINDOW I SEE HER
HER CURTAINS ARE OPEN ENOUGH FOR ME TO SEE HER
OH HOW I WANT HER, I WANT HER NOW
BUT SHE'D WITH HIM HOLDING HIM TIGHT
WHILE THEY SIT BY THERE FIRE LIGHT
MAKING LOVE TONIGHT
I CAN FEEL HER PASSION AND SEE THE LOOK ON HER FACE
LIKE I SHOULD BE THE ONE IN HER PLACE
HOLDING HER TIGHT INSTEAD OF HIM
CAUSE HE CAN'T MAKE HER HAPPY THE WAY I CAN
AND HE CAN'T MAKE HER SMILE THE WAY I CAN
CAUSE I SHOULD BE HER MAN, HOLDING HER HAND
WHISPERING I LOVE YOU IN HER EAR INSTEAD OF HIM
CAUSE HE NOT RIGHT FOR HER, I BET HE DOESN'T EVEN CARE
NO HE DOESN'T EVEN CARE IF SHE HAPPY OR NOT
BUT IN MY EYES SHE EVERYTHING TO ME
AND I WOULD BRING EVERYTHING TO HER
FOR I WANT HER, AND I NEED HER, AND I CAN PLEASE HER
AND I LOVE HER, BUT I CAN'T HAVE HER.
NOW I 'M CRYING TO MY SELF
OH HOW I'M TRYING TO TELL MYSELF
AS I'M ON MY KNEES PRAYING THAT ONE DAY
I MAY HAVE HER TO MYSELF
AND THAT WILL ONLY HAPPEN IN MY DREAMS
IF I EVER DREAM THAT DREAM AGAIN.