Change

Light shining through the panes
My mind in a daze
Sitting in an old office chair
I wait to see if things will change

I see him and her
together
acid boils
head burns

I hate to picture hands holding hands
and lips meeting lips
it means nothing
and yet I can’t see that

I lay across the sheets
right side of the bed
the left empty
I want it filled
I need someone
other than myself
I want her
and I hate it
but I can’t stop
there’s no red light
on this highway

I’m tired of this life
and I’m tired of the same old
I need a new scenery
I need a new soundtrack

I need you here
and I know that you won’t be
but I’ll always be there
for you

Light shining through the panes
My mind in a daze
Sitting in an old office chair
I wait to see if things will change