Wierd words whirling round my head
Wardsback through the loopeye instead
It's me spinning arms outflayed
It's me pining heart outplayed
Running ever wardfor arcing aching
hurting screaming notfacing
the truth

By the way
Hope you had a fun birthday
I was here alone
Sitting by the telephone
waiting anticipating meditating
waiting so frustrating
I wanted your call to keep me flying
I needed your call to keep me from dying
But you didn't call and my time has come
You didn't call and my race is run
and I didn't win