Glenn Miller Follow

Real wrongs don’t write themselves
Standing on your front porch, ringing your bell
When you gonna say, “I wrote it?”

All the lights are out
All the doors are closed and locked
The snow falls on the house
Snow falls on the streets we walked
Sunlight sets at six
Silent streets, is someone home?
The bedside clock just ticks
Why’d you go and leave me alone?

In the blue moonlight
Hanging by a thread
In the blue moonlight
My galaxy is dead
Not a star in the sky, no apology said
In the blue moonlight
Calling out for you
In the blue moonlight
Slowing coming to
From a sleep so deep, and a love so true

Rivers ebb and flow
I’ve watched them wind and twist and turn
Love like gardens grow
Love like branches bend and burn
Morning breaks at six
Open eyes and curtains drawn
Sunlight, stones and sticks
Why’d you go and leave me alone?

Real wrongs don’t write themselves
Standing on your front porch, ringing your bell