A Song Came On The Radio

A song came on the radio

I wondered if you heard it, too

You said it makes you think of me

So now it makes me think of you

 

We’ve heard a lot of music and

Enjoyed a lot of sweet romance

Some of it planned and purposeful,

Some of it loose and left to chance

 

And here we are again in time

Both knowing that we’re not in love

Believing we still have control

Of something we can’t rise above

 

We watch the sunset, drink our beer

And bare our souls ’til nine or ten.

The jukebox stops, we take our leave;

The barmaid says, “Goodnight again!”

 

A song comes on the radio

I see your smile – you hear it, too.

You say it makes you think of me

So now it makes me think of you.

 

There’s never going to be a day

When you and I will be a pair

But here I am still wanting you

And grateful for the time we share

 

No words are needed to appease:

It’s something we both understand.

You drive home, hoping she’ll be there

To heal your heart and take your hand.

 

I drive home to my empty house,

Your smile still warm inside my heart.

There’s more to life than you and me,

And life goes on when we’re apart.

 

But sometimes, when the sun gets low

Or when there’s something new to see

Or some old memory comes to mind

That you’re not there to share with me,

 

And no one else can fill your space,

I find some paper and a pen

To let the mood flow out in ink

Until I think it’s gone.  But then…

 

A song comes on the radio

I wonder if you heard it, too

You said it makes you think of me

So now, it makes me think of you.

 

(To an old friend with whom I had many adventures and tender moments off and on, when he and I were in-between our “real” relationships.  I hope he enjoyed my company as much as I enjoyed his. The song, by the way, is “Peaceful, Easy Feeling” by The Eagles)

copyright 2009 rhonda lee richoux