Tom Rosewater

I wish

I knew how to speak

your language and mine

I wish

I knew when to meet

your silence and when

to bide my time

Oh Caroline,

take the wind

make her quiver at your breast

I'm too young to deny your love.

Oh Caroline,

take my voice

though my words fade in a breath

listen for the sound that's left 

I wish

I knew how to hold on

to season past

In the fall

where I lost it all,

my dear

I need you back

Oh Caroline,

be the wind

let me quiver at your neck

I'm too young to deny your love

Oh Caroline,

take my voice

though my words fade in a breath

listen for the sound that's left