Half As Much

Bell tower
at the station
is ringin' the morning out.
imprisoned by the
situation.

Would be every bit as sour

if I miss you half as much.
Miss you half as much.
The man at the track
sent all the passengers back
and said the kids running ?out? couldn't come.
(?and said the ?streets? running I wouldn't go.?)

No locomotion just devotion.

I folded the map
into the book on my lap
and wondered if I would feel half as numb

if I miss you half as much.
Miss you half as much.

In a year or two

we'll see this distance and this heartache through.
I never realized
that I would need the joys and secrets of your eyes
that much.