It Just Came To Me

Meet me half way. That's what you were doing. You were on one side I was on the other. Move towards each other until we meet in the middle. Then talk, make peace. I am so dense, I didn't even think about that, just make contact. Think about that. I just keep thinking, how are you doing, how are you really doing, now seriously, how are you? It's like a crazy dance sometimes. When does the music stop and we just stand?