You say you listen but you never do
You’re never there when I need you.
You’re listening to music, chilling in your room
Thinking all the thoughts you think of the worlds impending doom
How can I tell you about my day?
When all you do is look away?
You say you can’t do anything
But no one ever sees you trying.
Turn off the music and come out of your room,
Think happy thoughts, ignore the doom.
Come sit next to me on the seat
And I’ll listen and we shall agree to meet
Maybe tomorrow, or next week
It might take a year but I know we shall meet
You’ll listen as you always do
And now I will need the comfort, not you.