Make Yourself

I was the song you wrote in your head but never sang
and on a sunny afternoon in the City you'll think of me
reminding you of that day you watched as the wind blew through my hair
how the sunlight caught my eyes just right
and in an instant you thought they had never looked greener
carry my song with you
hum its tune in your head
where you know it's safe
for to sing it outloud would conquer unknown fear
and today is not the day to do so
you'll hear my song in your head
it will sound the same until the day the right words find it
and find you
it will no longer be just the melody in your head
it will be alive
and it will sing itself to you
on a dark winter night, when the chill in the air sends shivers up my spine
I'll remember you
and the time your eyes told me everything I needed to know
before the words spilled from your mouth
and should the day come
where the words and the tune choose to be sang from your lips
I wonder if I'll be there to hear it
will the song I carry in my heart in turn be your song?
a song to reciprocate
or will the song I sing that day be a song that is meant for someone else?
the outcome is unknown
so I will go forth and carry the song in my heart
humming along
until the day my song is ready for whomever it chooses