i sat upon the lily bed, searched my heart and read a book
never thought i'd need to take a look
till it was gone.
you came and went;
you'd greet me cheery after school, i was a fool and you -
those were the days you were one too
until you weren't.
we came and went;
the weeks grow short the months grow long, i'm right in autumn, wrong in fall
and every time i want to take you calls
i never do.
the more i try to know myself the more i find i'm someone else except that someone else is always gone.
and i've learned on weekdays to find solace in being part of you, and part of everyone.
but then i dream.
it came and went;
you were here and then you went.