There’s a spot on the glass
And it won’t go away
I wipe incessantly
Twice every day
I stare at the window
Wishing it was gone
Never had I bothered
To look beyond
This house was a prison
Entrapping me
The spot on the window
Enclosed me
Staring through the glass
At that one speck of dust
And there you were
A man I could trust
A melancholy look
A saddened gleam
Staring out at the water
Across my stream
You sat there
An hour or maybe two
You never noticed
I was in front of you
You arrived every day
And each day I’d see
That same sad look
Of melancholy
Perhaps if I were brave enough
If I could just walk outside
Maybe the years
wouldn’t have passed by
The spec of dust
graced my day
I think I’d cry
if it went away
I looked out the glass
And there you were
Another sad day
across the river
Oh if I could hold you
If I could just face the world
I show you there’s hope for a man
When in the arms of a girl
There you are leaving
Cleaning your mess
Wait! Does that tag on your shirt
Say U.P.S.?
I ran through the house
Throwing paper in a sack
Creating a package
That would be sent right back
I called your work
I set a time
You arrived to me
At five past nine
We talked a while
And I finally seen
The smile hidden
Behind that gleam
This year with you passed
As if in a whirl
You filled my life
And I braved the world
I glanced beyond the window
Where I saw you that day
Then I saw that tiny speck of dust
Fall off and fly away
I looked back into your eyes
As I said I do
You finally noticed
I was always in front of you
Standing draped in white
These vows a sign of trust
For our relationship was fated
By that single speck of dust
Regis
Brett
Here's to your speck of dust!
Fergus
Be safe,
Karen
Fee
George
A very nice view of thought...
enjoyed.....
Art Sun...