if you ask me why

heads bobbling back and forth
aimless chit chat surrounds but
one gift remains unopened
the anticipation dripping from my shaking fingers
just one more chance
in hopes of upperdeck, or possibly tops
i sit and calmly await the arrival.
but when the baseball cards was replaced by a
clock radio
dissapointment wrote itself across my face
for all to see
cuz when when there's something you really want
there is no substitution

i still have the clock radio but
its got a little wear and tear
it's a little outdated
a few parts have fallen to the grim fate that awaits us all
age.

and i never really cared much for the radio
and i still don't
it was always just there.
i received commitment on that september morning
when what i really wanted
was passion
so when you ask me why i'll
wait
for something that may never come
i'll tell you i don't want another clock radio

and the baseball cards are probably not the
best example,
later i might be disinterested, aloof, uncaring
and maybe i'd wonder
"what happened to the good ol days"
or maybe i'd wonder
"are these cards really the right thing for me"
but at least i'd know
i loved them at one time

maybe we all just need something we truely love every now and then.