The phone rings dead
the wind blows loud
the sun comes up
Do you miss me now?
My heart beats on
to an empty tune
nothing around
can take the place of you.
Every little sound
wakes me up
I keep looking
for you to show up.
There you are
in the photo clear
standing next to him
I shouldn't love you dear!
The road winds on
but just for me
this is where you get off
where you become free
The phone rings dead
I bet it was you
The Sun goes down
I'll miss you too!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An Empty Tune! Thanks for sharing.