There’s an old man sitting on the bench,
Would you care to take a look?
He’s holding pastel colours and a book,
Do you know he only sees monochrome?
He mumbles when he’s all alone,
Would you hear what he has to say?
He ate from my lunchbox yesterday,
Do you know he likes to eat cheese?
He whistles along with the breeze,
Would you hear the riffs of his melody?
He adopted a dog off his vanity,
Do you know he named him ‘Rainbow’?
He thinks he’s paced too slow,
Would you help him cross the road?
He said my eyes are a pirates hoard,
Do you agree with his silly starts?
He fumbles the words of a broken heart,
Would you let him carry yours this time?
He never agrees to my suppressed whines,
Do you think you could make him disagree?
He draws emotions for me to see,
Would you care a second glance at him?
He says you’ll run at a certain whim,
Do you think he holds himself a liar?
He knows I owe my soul for you to hire,
Would you let him believe in it?
He always keeps a place for two to sit,
Do you want to join him with me tonight?
He hopes you’re not what comes to sight,
Would you let him trace your laughter lines?
He says he knows all my signs,
Do you want him to stop these thoughts?
He knows you’re walking away with crocks,
Would you look back once at me?
He tells me he’s trying to be sorry,
Do you know he said you’ll not get the clue?
He knows that I think you’re untrue,
Would you see this man once more?
I’m trying to tell this man to not be sore,
I think he’s bewitching my soul to mend.
I admit now, I do, he’s my best friend,
And I’m glad I don’t wish he was you.