I stare, thinking
Thinking bout my life
Thinking bout the past
And thinking bout the future
I gaze, wondering
Wondering bout my life
Wondering bout the past
Wondering bout the future
I sit, crying
Crying bout my life
Crying bout the past
Crying bout the future
You really don’t know what’s happening
Beyond your eyes horizon
And you’re leaving me
Thinking, wondering and crying
(old poem)