First Move

Janelle Spiers 

Out of sight, out of mind,

But would you please look behind,

You’ve moved on without me

Now it’s dark, I can’t see. 

Would you throw me a rope,

Because it’s all I can hope.

Could you make the first move,

Show me light, won’t you prove

That I’m not by myself in this strange new world. 

Out of light, out of shine,

I’ve been doing just fine

But you’ve moved on without me

Now it’s dark. I can’t see.

I’m too proud to shout,

Won’t you help me get out?

Could you make the first move,

Show me light, won’t you prove

That I’m not by myself in this cold new world. 

Out of sight, out of mind,

Maybe we’re blind.

You’ve moved on without me

It’s so dark. I can’t see.

If I stretch out my hand

Will you help me to stand?

Could you make the first move,

Show me light, won’t you prove

That I’m not by myself in this dark new world. 

First published on The Story Girl Blog