After a night in the park.

I'm just going to start this and see where it goes.


I never imagined the scene of my own eulogy.

I lay on a step of the cold concrete rise
Absorbing the words that were warming inside
Gazing at the rainbow moon, I began to cry
Hiding the tears of joy, repressing a sigh
Lying on my back in full view of night skies
The happiest times are when you're by my side.

Each night or morning when you pull up my street
I hesitate to get out of the car to my feet
While I walk to my door, I've one thing on my mind
Wondering, wondering, is now the right time?
To run back to her car, hop in, and drive off
Wondering whether to fall in love is a crime...