Polly
Thomas Paul Pym Rosenthal
Little old tree outside your room
I wonder if you saw it too
Something tells me that you looked upon it
One last photo of your face
Walk me down your lonely lanes
Here I stand waiting for nothing
Oh, the little light that you left on was kind of strong enough
To make a glow
And the words that you might have said, stuck in my head
When it was time to go
Polly, I'd like to learn some more about you
Secrets in a final breath
Alone you went to your next step
Oh, I would have been there if I could've
Ships in the mist, looks like we missed
Scuppered by time, a tale as old as you and I
Oh, the little light that you left on was kind of strong enough
To make a glow
And the words that you might have said, stuck in my head
When it was time to go