Walk Tall.

In my eyes the morning sun.
In my hands a loaded gun.
On my way to shoot my lover.
With her it will soon be all over.
Cheated on me once to much.
The loaded gun i nervously clutch.
With a nervous limp i do walk.
With a nervous voice to myself i talk.
I breathe in deep and breathe out loud.
As i see her in amongst a maddening crowd.
Through the crowd i push and shove.
Until i come face to face with my once true love.
Out of my shaking hand the gun does fall.
I can’t do it out loud my nervous voice does call.
From her and the maddening crowd i stumble away.
Knowing that the future for me will bring a better and happier loving day.