I found a bag of spare parts
new heart, new eyes, new ears
to replace the faulty ones I have
and now my blood pumps in reverse
my eyes see all before me and all I left behind
my ears can hear your heart ache
miles away
I don't know how to fill this emptiness
other than with words
don't know how to put behind me the mistakes
I have made
I plead for you to come back to me
for you to be happy
sitting in a cubicle
placing wishes on other wishes
blowing butterflies higher in the clouds
walking backwards through my days
hoping to rewind the clock
put years back on the calendar
what do you do when you want
the one you can't have
my southern blood boils
in these northern veins
no matter how I change
I always remain the same
I'm yours for the taking
just say the word
and I'll be by your side
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