Long Way

Long Way

Why don't we take

the long way home? 

I have so much to 

tell you, so much I want

you to know. And 

won't you hold my hand 

as we cross the street, 

hoping against hope that 

our day would never 

meet an end...today was 

much too quiet and still, 

so let's make a ruckus of

the night, and maybe we

can share a dance on

the edge of the crosswalk,

under the glow of the 

amber streetlight.