When You are Bored, You Write
Apr 29, 2024
I really want to sing a song
about the many colours in the sky
Oh where are you
hiding my love?
Oh do come out
No, I don’t bite
It’s me
Of course
Could it be anyone else?
Or wait!
Is there something I should know?
I know that the sky is blue
So don’t break my heart
This can’t be goodbye
Please don’t
I can’t handle this at all
Now it’s raining
And all I see is grey
Oh where did the colours go?
How I wish they could come back
But there’s no worry that should follow home
One day I’ll find them again
The white of the clouds
The black of the birds
The blue of the sky
And me without you