Coach Cupid

5/13/2014

Riding the pine, alone on the bench But this love, isn’t over yet The wins, the losses, the points, and score Sitting here but I need more Being here on love’s sideline To win the game, to make her mine I want and need; I do and say Let me in the game to play

Second string and not the starter I wonder why I even bother Losing, taking one for the team While he plays with the girl of my dreams Call it hope, for him to lose? Or maybe she will have to choose May I be picked to love someday? She and I might get to play

Injured reserve, my heart to break Could be a risk or a mistake Love’s a rough and tumble game Is she different or the same? Whining and crying, love’s injured ward Everyone sees this boy’s scoreboard But loving her, still I stay If I’m to win, I have to play

The greatest fan, of her life But it was love, at first sight Needed a chance to make the team More than thoughts, more than dreams For when I take the field… again On that day, we might just win “I love you” I’ll hear her say Something real and not just play

I’ve never been a player or star Won the girl or a heart But try, try, and try again To play the game, get off the bench So I ask with this small hope Let me off the bench coach I love her more than yesterday Give me a chance and let me play [image]