C.J. Dont Have One Poet ABC

Lifes Curves

I alone at a old oak table
With empty chairs all around
I stare at the stained white walls
With fist holes every few feet
Realizing its wasnt you it was me
The fragrance of perfume lingers 
It sinks in , your history

Knowing i pushed you
Into another arms
Remembering our distance 
And how we fell apart

I have some rails 
Now ill drive this train
Forever and a mile
To chase these pains away

Doing for me, I was never around 
You begged for my attention and 
comfort
when u were down
Over time you gave up
And found another man
Now i suffer with with the thoughts
With nothing but pain
Knowing im the only one to blame

I have found the tracks
I want to drive this train
I need you here with me
To help find the way
Leaving the past
Moving for the future
Always looking forward
So darlin if you hear me
Please come back home

Oh darlin if your out there
Oh please please come back home

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