Birds flocking away toward their resting place
The sun is about to be tucked nicely away
The ocean billows softly as the night light appear to come on
It’s at times like these that I think about you
Or rather what could have been of us?
Tonight, again, will go on without you
Like an empty bottle drifting out to sea
I will toss and turn and get lost in the vastness of my dreams
I wish I could make things different
I wish I could say that I would change
By now, you are no fool to believe any of this
By now, you know how change is hard for me
If my heart wasn’t such a marketplace,
Maybe you wouldn’t always feel so lost
And if your heart wasn’t such a trampoline
I wouldn’t have felt so shuttered in.