on the underside of your salutation   i can hear you turning inward   hello is such a thin word      you're going to have to hide doubletime from me   cuz i read our poetry, and i can see when it doesn't rhyme      you said you either wanted me home   or you wanted to be alone[?]   or you wanted to be alone   and i felt you decide   i have heard all the words you hold inside      we were knitted like yarn   in the morning you were the snooze button on my alarm   and now goodnight is just the gesture of an arm   well i think i understand   but i don't think i agree   sometimes i want to amend   and sometimes i just want to be free      if we can try forgiving   if we can try to go on living   like some kind of amateur team   anyone can see that love   is waiting U S more than M E   thats for me   please