New Song

Funny how I won't write a song for a while, then all of a sudden two of them pop up almost out of nowhere.

Parts of this are based on fact (involving a friend of mine) – the rest of it is my active imagination at work (play?). It's sort of a companion song to one I wrote a few years ago.

James

© 2004 by Patrick T. Power

James has asked about you
He wonders who you are
He sees you in the pictures
Next to me with your guitar
And only for a moment
Do I think to speak your name
But I bite my tongue and stop myself
I'm just not ready to explain

James and I are happy
We call each other pal
He knows that he's my favorite guy
And I'm his favorite gal
We wake up in the morning
It's breakfast in the nook
Sometimes he sits up on my lap
And we read his favorite book

James and I love walking
We never get too far
He stops to pick up everything
He waves at ev'ry car
If we make it to the corner
Of 38th and Lake
I'll lift him to my shoulders
And my heart begins to ache
The last time that I saw you
You said you'd keep in touch
I should have known much better –
That your word ain't good for much

James has asked about you
He wonders where you are
He sees you in the pictures
Next to me – not your guitar

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