Bright yellow, blue and gold
Waiting eagerly and patiently
Nobody comes nobody comes
Not giving up hope
You think of the plane just landing
You standing there
The wrinkles on a smiling face
on a discarded piece of paper
Nobody comes nobody comes
At home you sit down and think never again
Next to you in the trash are tattered flower petals
Even though you don’t know it
Your heart has turned to cold stone
As you sit and think never again
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