NO RESPONSE

why did you have to go?
your answer i won't know
was it something i've done?
stop me before i go on

i long from anyone no pity
i'm not the one who left the city
here i cry

are you listening?
here's an offering
is it me you see,
or the lies they feed?

all the words... i have been thinking
have no response from you... leaving
here i cry... here i cry
i look to the sky
then i look at my hands
and i let you go
i have to turn away from myself
as the tears fall down
those were the girls i've known

© 1996, 2005 thomas bates