[Verse 1]
It’s 2am and I’m all alone, slowly winding my way back home
To an empty bed where I feel so small without someone by my side.
As I lay there willing myself to sleep, I think of past lovers I didn’t keep
Hoping one of them feels my heart crying out no longer hiding what’s inside.
[pre-chorus]
They say good things come to those who wait,
But how long will I have to
Wait for a text or a call from you
Telling me what I felt was true
[chorus]
I’m restless
My body is still but my heart is roaming around
I’m not sure who I’m searching for
But I’ll know it when I hear the sound of you
Coming through my door
The way you make me feel
You’ll always leave me wanting more…
But I know I can’t make him stay and hold my hand
That’s why I’m always left feeling restless again.
[verse 2]
I go back and forth, I’m not sure what’s best:
A hand to hold and a head on my chest
And a love that is sure as the sun will rise in your beautiful eyes every day
Or to give every man who walks through my door
Little bits of my heart till there’s nothing more
We play the games that lovers play at night, but both hide our souls away.
[pre-chorus]
They say good things come to those who wait,
But how long will I have to
Wait until fate comes and satiates
My heart’s growing hunger for you
[chorus]
I’m restless
My body is still but my heart is roaming around
I’m not sure who I’m searching for
But I’ll know it when I hear the sound of you
Coming through my door
The way you make me feel
You’ll always leave me wanting more
But I know I can’t make him stay and hold my hand
That’s why I’m always left feeling restless again.
The chorus came first as I was walking home from work late one night in New York City. It even had a tune with it. Sometimes that happens to me - an idea partially formed will just fill my brain, and if I don’t write it down or do something with it, it tends to slip away. I sat on it for quite a while (about a year and a half!) and finally wrote verses and a pre-chorus. If there are any musicians or songwriters out there that see any potential, I’d love to collaborate and write the whole thing, music and all.
For now, I am thinking that Mondays are going to follow a more narrative format and Friday is going to be a little more sporadic and might include poetry, musings, advice, recommendations, and other such things. As you get to know me, if you have thoughts or recommendations or requests of some sort, please comment. And as always, give us a like if you didn’t hate it!
NYC Summer evening ‘19