She turns her face to the wall

She sees hew sorrow there

Puts out her hand to touch it

Again & again

Fingernail marks in the morning

Wallpaper silhouettes

Signs of her yesterdays

Can't ever be wiped away

She thought I would care

Thought that I'd be there

- Think again

Your face I've seen in visions

In silver rippling sky

No feelings/reactions

As I pass you by

Weeks compressed into minutes

This time is her time

Let me just once

Be crual without being kind

(andy)