I should have said something I never said enough

I should have meant something that I didn’t mess up

So now I’m an open book to you in simple view…

I realize now we made it farther than before

What was so obscure is now so sure

I remember what it’s like to melt with you

I never stuttered when I had nothing to say

I can’t go back to start and redo today

But from now on it’s all downhill

There’s a flower on the window sill

I reinvented my perspective and now I

Know the way back to you

The alarm had sounded after I had already gone

I programmed myself to be up at dawn

To begin my day without a qualm…

The bitter boy behaved his best with both eyes shut

Now they’re open and I climbed out of the rut

The directions were written on my palm