Winter Woes, Baby Blues
In this world, I'm dying without you
In my life I'm dying for you
In this room, I'm dying around you
In my dream I'm dying with you
You wanted to know what I see
to get the right answer from me
I could only tell you
what I wanted to see
An angel in a suit
appeared high and mighty
restricting with rigidity
my natural fluidity
Stapled my soul
Clipped my tongue
Twisted the spirit
Lifting blue lyrics
Summer sadness
Winter woes
Flowers fading
Baby blues..
Holding me hostage
in a rowdy room
Like curls that run from
the sleeve of an arm
I slipped through the cracks
Breaking the glass
Escaped through the door
Never to be seen again
Refrain:
(In this world/life/room)
I am dying without you,
Oh, I am dying for you
I am dying without you,
An' I'm dying with you
Pandemic Poetry 