Besedila: Braid. Painting Nebraksa.

We painted a perfect picture together
We sang a song 87 miles long
Do you have some kindness for me?


Remembering something I heard
It hurts when actions speak louder than words
Do you have some time for me?


A painting of nebraska


Afraid as our hearts pray
For another day
And a day away
Did I miss some signs for me?


A hug
Or a kiss
Or a painting of nebraska?


It helps me remember
the time

Its all I have left
the memory
Is all I have left
tearful eyes
for someone I left
the memory
is all I have left
to call mine


a painting of nebraska


The lights are off, the book is closed
And everyone who noticed knows
What was so wrong with me
That you left
as I slept
silently