Let in


All the things I could go out and do,

kept pounding in my head,

like pounding on a door to be let in.


All the things I could do,

but I don't feel up to it.

My head hurts,

your name beats inside it like a drum.

My throat is dry,

feels like I have a frog inside it,

it's just like the times when you come near.


I could stay here and drink all night long,

but that won't make me feel any better,

when I am all alone.

I could go out and drink coffee all night,

but then I'd be up all night,

just like I will be anyway,

that rules out going to sleep as well.

I could go see a movie or watch tv,

but your face would be all that I could see,

you'd be playing every leading role.

I could listen to music all night,

but I'm postive that would just make me think,

think about what I'm missing.

All the things I could do,

but I do not want to,

there is only one thing that I would like to do,

and that is to be with you.


Mike Anderson