Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Bici


I broke my bike but I kept my promise
And rushed to show you my proud accomplishment
Crushed to find out I was only too late
Waved from the driveway as you pulled away
The scariest moment of my life

The wounds are fresh and the feelings raw
I suspect I’ll change and get over it all
I confess I can’t imagine a world
Where the hero doesn’t get the girl
Unless he wasn’t ever a hero at all

Everyone says they want the best for us both
But I’m the last man standing, holding out hope
Am I the only one who even knows what that is
The hopeful romantic or just some idiot kid
Whose heart wasn’t big enough to do what he meant

So I stare from your driveway at your fading car
On my broken bike with my broken heart
Hope the lonesome nights don’t bite too hard
I’d trade the promise for the bike if I could do it now
But I’ll move forward too somehow

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