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| 181 8/4/03 At The Plate How can I say what needs to be said, When I got nothing besides this feeling in my head, That I can't explain but it's just there, And strangely enough I think you might actually care But there's so much that I don't know about you, And honestly there's just as many unknowns with me too, Though I still don't even know where you stand on this, Did I hit anything or was it a miss? Now I know this sounds crazy but you must know, That given the chance I would certainly go, Swinging for the fences with all my might, For a chance to be with you for just one night And during this night I would surly try, To convince you how I'm a great guy, Then maybe just maybe get into your heart, And become a major part of your work of art Though I'd like to know now if I've already failed, Because if your motions are already nailed, Firmly down for someone else in your minds view, Then I'll gracefully walk away from you two, Strike one, strike two, please tell me please, Will I ever hit that ball, I'm on my knees, This troubled soul is weak and frail, Answer this question, did he fail? |