Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Why didn't you find me sooner

I found you when you didn't expect it
New York cold and unforgiving sleepless and restless
Alone and afraid of what was out there
Uncertain of who trust and not
the trash you find in every other corner of any city
I and you different people from different worlds
Where I've been and you the same
how did we get to this point
Careless souls of blame
You and I were different before then
Back then we would not agree
No balance would matter
Our lives would have shatterd
We met at the right time and place
Some times you have to race

1 comment:

  1. Yeah baby.. sometimes you just gotta race. Beautiful words Chris. I have tears in my eyes. Thanks. xoxo