The Overs

Got the ball rolling

As the summertime cicadas

Whispered secrets in the trees

Then the fall was taken

By the winter, snow had muffled

Every cry and every plea

Please, won't you keep me inside

Lover if I walk out on you tonight

I won't come back

Till the tears have all dried on your shoulders

And decades will have passed

It's the first of many overs

You're a kiss of ember

You left a mark upon my neck

That people asked about for years to come

Like a god with a temper

You could teach me how to love

But couldn't give enough, and I succumbed

To hunger one lonely night

And I wrote down the overs that I'd recite

Lover, I won't ask for more

Just know, if I walk out that door

I won't come back

Till the tears have all dried on your shoulders

And decades will have passed

It's the first of many overs

Oh, lover I won't ask for more

Just know, if I walk out that door

Oh, lover I won't ask for more

Just know, if I walk out that door

I won't come back

Till the tears have all dried on your shoulders

And decades will have passed

It's the first of many overs

I won't come back

Till the tears that I've cried make you older

And decades will have passed

But it's only the first of the overs