Baby we can talk all night
But
I told you
There’s nothing left inside
you can cry all night
that’ll never change the snow
piling up outside
I wish you would make me leave
I tried to show you
I’m tired of words
I keep on telling you
there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
be sad
be sad
I know you’re looking for a
Cracker Jack
I tell you
No
I’ll never give you
so many years
I’ll never
love back
Oh
she left me on a stormy night
She kissed me and got out of our bed
I pleaded and I begged her to walk out that door
She turned right away
there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now be sad
there ain’t no way I’m ever gonna love you
Now be sad
we
ain’t getting nowhere
I think we’ve all felt this way before, I could really feel the emotion in the words. Beautiful!
Ah..the helplessness of not being able to reciprocate someone’s feelings. The first four lines hooked me into the poem – so simple but so perfect!
Everyone is a crackerjack in his or her way, either in talking or any other thing.
She just didn’t try to look for that exceptionalities in you that is why she never found one.
Nice write-up