CALLING HOME 8/17/97
Just about midnight and I put it off again.
Can't do that again tomorrow there just isn't time anymore.
I wasted my time on you when others gave their last chance.
My heart is in your hands and you don't even know it.
You don't even believe it I don't think you ever did.
At first I didn't even believe it but unfortunately I know it to be true now.
The telephone rang the other day still another comfort to hear.
Changes take affect when we're not watching wish I could have waited.
Wish I could have known wish that you cared the way that I still do.
You'll always be a part of me but then again so will others.
So many faces wander through my mind it's nice to know�
That you're still among them
As I sit here underneath this Erie rain I can't help but wonder what changed you.
I can't help but wonder what could have been maybe what should be.
"What if we met when we were freshman?" she's said so many times.
I know you care somewhere down there deep inside.
I just wish I knew what to say what can I do to secure you in my future?
How can I leave the past behind and be sure to take you with me?
I just hope that somewhere you know how I really care for you.
Somewhere I hope you find it in yourself Somewhere I hope to find you.
Time changes all things and I'm sure we'll meet sometime in the future.
I picture you in my mind as the words write themselves�
And smile as I wonder if we're ever meant to be.
By: Anthony Westenkirchner