Ruby Reds clicked,
and where did you go,
from here in my arms,
this Tin Man I be,
to that place so far from we,
and I remember what we had,
still feeling it in my heart,
but from where I be
and from where you be,
no arms go filled,
but only know
this pain filled emptiness,
mixed with this missing,
and wanting,
and wishing,
and wondering.
I thought you were my place
found.
Where I hang
my heart,
my home.
There's no place like home,
just no place at all.
This home so all so lost.
