I had all this emptiness for me
A gift from my lonely sojourns
And it embraced me and my inner being
You came along and it suddenly dawns
Yours and mine weren't ever meant to be
Hearts had similar incompatible destinies
Mine acts worse than thousand piccaninnies'
From the beginning I hoped you'd see
One day, perhaps on a Monday, afternoon,
You'll realize you belong to a silent world.
Where silence lends an ominous embrace
A world where there'll be nothing to face
I bought a rope, and a lighter,
My sorrows have acquired life jackets, and boats
They, too, have insolent grins on their faces
Can I ask you if you're still mad tonight?
Or you still think you decision is right?
I want you to banish those thoughts away
I still have one more lie you might believe today
That smile-your smile- appears to me
Like a well sculpted piece of art
It appears to me
Like God use its specifications