Words evade me, often on this day, if I become more silent Then would I be able to avoid my place? Just one card bought me just half a day of smiles that even I couldn't keep off my face And I wish I had said something if I had known what to say Although you don't know, there are many reasons why And even then, I'll ignore the day and pray for the gift of rain from the sky
Note to someone, some sort of explanation but also not