Fifty-Eight

He learned to run
when I learned to walk
left me with an empty hole
with no one to fill it
I stand in the doorway
waiting for arms to run into

the sky seems so far away
and the sun seems so dark today...

Take my fist
and hold it in your hand
Take my rage
and bury my pain
why won't you love me?
why won't you hold me?

Walk away, Walk away
the tears begin to say
But a kiss on my forehead
is all that I need
and one small caress
to know that you
still love me

the sky seems so far away
and the sun seems so dark today...