This is a song, written about M, and about my pain...
Waiting for a call
Get nothing at all, again…
Shouldn’t be so surprised
Long ago should have realized
The mess that I fell in
Just a little hope
A little notice
A few words now and then
My world is simple
My heart is so easy to win
Perhaps that is why
Now I cry
Over nothing at all
Because the nothing hurts
The nothing hurts worst of all
All all all…
The nothing hurts
Worst of all….
You could hold my hand
I’d be in wonderland
But your grip is cold
I want a kiss
Send me to bliss
Yet you’re set in stone
The tears come flowing
I don’t mind slowing
For your words
But there are none
There is nothing
There is nothing
Nothing at all
And nothing is what
Hurts most of all
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