Elisa Peimer - Poetry lyrics

I see you there with your head in the sand Pen scratching paper, heart in your hand Looking for words to make her understand All that you're feeling inside Poor boy I'm sorry to say All of your poetry won't make her stay She doesn't hear and she'll never see Unmoved by your poetry I know you mean well, I know you're sincere I know you'll say what you want her to hear Beautiful words to keep her right here So why is she walking away Poor boy I'm sorry to say All of your poetry won't make her stay She doesn't hear and she'll never see Unmoved by your poetry Love doesn't come with steps you can learn Hearts never follow the rules Sometimes it's just in the way that the sun shines Turning us all into fools Poor boy I'm sorry to say All of your poetry won't make her stay Those similes and that metaphor Won't make her walk through that door She doesn't hear and she'll never see Unmoved by your poetry Unmoved by your poetry Unmoved by your poetry