Tomorrow's Petty Pace

Have you given yourself a vow Not to come for the video chat Or does it happen undertow Like implicit “don’t do that”? And of course you are aware Of my waiting – if you call It will show that still you care And through stumbling and fall I will dash into your house But perhaps I’ll be too much Mither you with whats and hows Make you feeling out of touch All my calls gone into space And my time goes out as well Will tomorrow’s petty pace Bring me something worth to tell?