I wonder where the little boy in me
will run to hide his head now
whose warm skirts and tender embrace
will save me now when I can’t go on
I feel so all alone, an empty day
the sky so gray with clouds
love is gone and this emptiness
that’s killing me just won’t go away
I need someone to turn to
someone I can hold and be held by
Rose, I doubt I’ll ever be sorry
for all that I’ve done
but I’ll never like losing you
I don’t understand why I’m so pressed
to do what I do at such costs
treasure, love, escape from my hand
and leave me alone
and I’ll ache for you everyday
I’ll feel, inside of me, all your loss
the empty hole where the little boy waits
and waits… and waits…
gallagher
15 may 78 – long beach
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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