My Spinning Mind
My mind is like a revolving door
which you use to enter and depart
bringing me elation and amore
and taking prized pieces of my heart.
Although a clock is always ticking
I somehow forget the time of day
for I know those gears are clicking
marking the time ‘til you run away.
And now a carousel is spinning
driving me like a herd of horses
racing to make a new beginning
and stopping to cut my losses
What happened to our mutual time?
Where did our longest summer go?
You were missing for days at a time
and where you were I do not know.
Well, I know this, it’s surely over.
I can see the forest and the trees.
Take your stuff and what’s left of my heart
and give me a chance at life…please!