Not sure what I'm trying to say
Not skilled in the plan of poetry
Not skilled in the plan of life another day is before me
My heart longs for something to write

Should I write of love if I do I'll get to feeling blue
Should I write of life
Everyone knows how short that can be
Maybe just a line or two

How slowly a leaf can fall to the ground
But when the wind blows that leaf can dance around
And take a bow so polite not sure what I'm trying to say
Another day is before me my heart longs for something to write

Just a little more and I'll be satisfied
How can I miss what I don't know I'm missing
Once there was a string that someone tied
To a dream that kept on wishing

If I could take leaves and make a kite
Would you hold the string with all your might
I bought a painting for you and soon rain will be in sight
Another day before me my heart longs for something to write