Never did I amagine I could,for you ever care
But now I find myself wishing to see a love
Who's never there.
I sail a paper boat of hope
And pray the wind will guide me back to your port
But this sailor's a failure
And the wind blows from the north,,,,,Of course!!
Standing at the wheel I sometimes feel
The slightes and smallest of gusts.
There in my captain's chair I shirk the dispair
Then kick myself for my folly of trust.
Sail or swim, my prosect's thin
And night my only friend.
By the stars with Jupiter and mars
I tack but see no end.
Land Ho! I dream Will I slip this stream
And guided by Posiodon I think
I may just see a light-house off in the distance.
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,But paper boats ,,,Always sink.
11/14/09
Tampa
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