Heart on the line, I’d tell the truth
If ever you would ask it,
I’d give it up, without a doubt
Presented in a basket
I”ve waited long, regretted much
For a chance to speak my mind
Even arguments have more spark, more life
Than any I’ve yet to find.
But time has passed, without a word
Of hope, or outstretched hand,
Confused in mind, tangled emotion
Not knowing where I stand.
Come claim this heart I offer now
For I won’t do so again,
If left, it is, at the Depot’s Lost and Found
I will not wait in vain.
My heart can’t sit, just on a hook
Left in disregard or disdain
If I must, I’ll take my chances
And I will get on that train.