Not One, But Two

The words don’t come
By myself
I cannot help myself myself
No one alone
No way, not me
Just look and see
This ain’t my best
I need a source, another hand
I need your hand
Reach out your hand
Not one hand, but two together
I need your sight, to look at me
I need your eyes, me looking at you
Let me look
I need to see
I need your voice
Your toungue, your lips
To speak to me
To answer me
To break my silence
Silence, be still
It’s my turn
Since you’re here
I have a turn
Because no one wants
To play alone
I’m glad you came
I’m glad you’re here, too
Because I’m scared of one
I’d rather have two