• A phone call from you
    what can i say.
    I wish i could just press replay

    Talking for hours
    endless nights
    growing silent really bites.

    To the point of constant drifting
    We feel asleep never lifting

    At this point dreams awoke
    Many stories we would provoke
    Many thoughts flowed like a stream
    it created a balance beam

    A beam of friends
    A beam of trust
    A beam we made, the two of us

    When i woke from simple thought
    Was then i realized
    I love you A lot