On My Knees
Silently, a teardrop streaks
And falls on her suitcase
Quietly, I turn to see
A broken heart, there on her face
Patiently, she looks at me
As if she needs to hear
Anything, just anything...
To make over...easier
Finally, the silence speaks
That dreaded word...goodbye
Instantly, oh I can see
Leaving...in her eyes
Hopefully, the heart in me
Is begging me to say
Anything, just anything
To make her want to stay
I'm on my knees, just look at me
My pride's thrown out the door
A part of me, the heart of me
Her final walk across the floor
Her mind's made up, my words won't come
I can't pretend that I don't care
I'm on my knees, down on my knees
But I haven't got a prayer
I'm on my knees, still on my knees
But I haven't got a prayer
Written by Chuck Melugin
Copyright © Chuck Melugin | Year Posted 2017
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