A Place To Be Poem by Eric Elliott

I remeber a place from not long ago
In the city where smog dose flow

I'd sit for hours on end
hoping you'd come by again

The air always cool the stone always cold
never did I want to leave and never was I told

I can still feel the steps on my back
cold and soft like your rack

In the Church we did look
at that time God I had forsook

so never did I step in
to be reunited with him again

on the steps i did sleep
in the mornings I'd weep

never homeless but always weak
I prayed to light in my soul for strength

I lived day by day
I was so weary

I wanted to end it all
feel my body finaly fall
then I would hear the call
and the opening of the waterfalls

But this I'd never do, if it ment i couldn't see you and in truth

What I want to do is sit on the steps next to you
I would like nothing more then to hold hands with you

Even as I did it before
I know I will do it nevermore

And the place I want to be
Is by the girl whos name starts with T.