A spell I cast
But yours is stronger
Though you have yet to raise your wand
The look in your eyes
Causes me to ponder
I can't help but to stay longer
.
Quiet, hush--
You're in a rush--
But I hesitate to leave
You've never not responded
To any weary spell I weave
.
And as you turn to leave
I see the tenseness in your shoulders
That I'm sure was never there before
So I ask you what is wrong
But you're not listening anymore
.
Your back is turned to me
And you're running down the hall
There's no way I could catch up to you now
You've run too fast, too far
.
So tell me, you stupid, arrogant prick
Tell me, blast it all
How am I supposed to help you
If I'm not there to catch your fall?