Clark

The Odds of You

I feel you deep within my skin
Waiting for you to return again
The sun is lit and the moon is dim
The odds of you coming is very slim

My heart races as I wait for you
The view of your smile and the scent of perfume
I wait by the door to see you come through
When I go outside all I see is the moon

I sit down at the table allowed to be free
Suddenly everything is clear to see
You\'re not coming back let alone for me
Now I can move on with closure and peace