I would say your words are the kindness of dreams,

covering up all the lies. 

You're a crafty one. 



I turned a cold shoulder to you as you left on your journey

and asked, "Will you fight it alone?" 

I'm crafty too. 



"I'll be back." you said as you passed me by

I stuck to my pride, and acted strong.

Should I have turned back time and cried out

Or teared up, and said "Don't go!"?

Now I could do that, and so much more.



I'll send these 1000 words I couldn't say 

to your back, so far away 

and make them into wings.

These 1000 words will draw close 

to your wounded back and hold you.



My dream goes on, as I think of you

pretending to forget what happened that day

I'm so dishonest.*1



You avoided my glance saying "I'll write to you" 

I stuck to my pride, and acted strong

Should I have turned back time and gotten angry?

Or slumped my shoulders and said "I won't wait" 

Now I could do that, and so much more.



Can you hear? 

I'll send these 1000 words I couldn't say

to your back out of my sight,

and make them into wings.



Do you hear

These 1000 words will pull close 

to your tired back and hold you

The 1000 words I couldn't say

La la la la

I'll send to your back

and make them into wings

Can you hear me

These 1000 words

La la la la

pulling close to you

La la la la