Sometimes a Song

Sometimes a Song


Sometimes a song
Hits you in a way
You don't expect
It says everything you 
Want to say
But haven't had
The words to express
And the music sounds
So much like your own thoughts
You wonder if somehow
It wasn't written for you
It's the type of song 
That makes you sit 
In the driver's seat of your car
Not moving 
Until it's over

"Don't keep on driving, let me say something
There's nothing wrong with a little space
But not right now, don't leave"




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