When my tail was long.....and springtime sprung....many years ago

I only walked at night.....under the city lights.....stop or go

I carved my name in air.....I climbed a thousand stairs.....fast and slow

But I never whistled.....I never whistled at your door


I never will forget.....that night goodbyes were said.....to sail away

In a glass strewn lot.....I touched a youthful heart.....I was afraid

I tried to connect.....I tried to be direct.....but now I know

I never whistled.....I never whistled at your door


I heard you knocking playing on the radio.....the night was open.....but then we shut the door


I remember when.....under a light green web.....of reborn leaves

I paced the avenue.....in search of ancient clues.....and random leads

I was driven by a....silent river which.....laid me low

I never whistled.....I never whistled at your door


Mo Digliani