Anticipation


As I think about the day
That has gone by
All that I can seem to do
Is just lie down and cry

But then I say to myself
Why be like a plastic shelf
Be strong and brave
Not someone's slave
I needed someone by my side
Behind this someone I could hide
But it seems too late
I just have to face this fate

It coulda been you
It coulda, woulda, shoulda been you
To face the fear
With one so dear
It coulda, woulda, shoulda been you
It coulda been you

Writing down these very words
Brings me out in tears
Cos everything I think about
Brings out all my fears

But the I say to myself
You've got to help yourself
To someone who's alone
And soaked to the bone
I'll bring you to me
And soon we'll be free
From all the pain
Of the morning rain

But will it be you
I wanna, wanna, want it to be you
To help me
To be free
I wanna, wanna, want it to be you
But will it be you

How many times does I have to say
Don't do this to me, say that you'll stay
So I don't have to go through the pain
In the morning rain

I hope it'll be you
I'm hoping, wishing, dreaming it'll be you
Face the fear with me
Dream the dream with me
I'm hoping, wishing, dreaming it'll be you
Please let it be you



P.C.
© 22nd July 1999
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