Sometimes I worry there's nothing to say <br />Yet I feel that I could talk in a subtle way <br />Oh, but most times so it seems, <br />yes that most times something <br />always gets in the way, <br />and there's nothing to say. <br /> <br />Somehow I feel that we've sung and we've heard <br />All of the music and all of the words <br />about the past in our lives <br />and about the cast in this play, <br />Is there nothing to say? <br /> <br />Oh but most times so it seems <br />yes that most times my dreams <br />always get in the way <br />and there's nothing to say.<br /><br />Melinda Butterfield<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nothing-to-say-9/
