Poetry

Wednesday, 14 October 2026

Coming out of the blue 2

 Couldn't hide my hand as I was talking to you

I said I'm coming out of the blue

I had no idea on earth what I was going to do

I was just coming out of the blue


And I needed you, do you need me too?

Well I'm coming out of the blue

And I hope you find your peace of mind

As I'm coming out of the blue


I held my hand up to the sky

As it was coming out of the blue

I can't find the words or even try

As I was coming out of the blue

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