Walking and Talking

So long
Belonging
And longing to know
Prolonging
But knowing
If you’re near me
A clock will say
That it’s time to go
It’s like sensing
That the telephone will ring
Before it even does
You send something
To me every hour or so
I’ll bet that you don’t even know

We’re walking and talking and acting it all out
Talking about it all of the time
Doesn’t make it real
Think of yourself
Some of the time
In order to feel
Anything
Are you asking?
Or telling?
Is what you would say
If responding
I’d be wanting
A bit of both, if I may

We’re walking and talking and acting it all out