Kawai Lahua


Every day I see her and I don’t know what to say
Because every day I see her other words get in the way
And every day I know I want to say something more
But every day things get in the way and my words fall out on the floor
So every day I wake up and I think to try
For every day I wait our time together slips by

Will I tomorrow?

She’s fresh like spring rain on the way up to Hana in Maui

Me? I am just some howly.

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