There was always an apartment
Somebody knew
Always a friend
Of a friend to help
Get you through it all
And I remember waiting
In a room I should have left behind
I remember waiting
In a life that really wasn’t mine
But it was
And there I was
Waiting
In somebody’s living room
Which was pretty cool
Had a view I’d never seen
Or never will again, I mean
Lots of angles
Different ways to look
Sometimes felt like I was in a book
Guess I was but anyway
Waited for the wait to end
Which it did
Eventually
I’ll never turn and walk away
Without your eyes
Burnt into mine
And even though we’ve walked away
I seek you out
And hope you’ll stay
David Trudel © 2012
