my lexicon lacks the language to let you in

i walked a ways tryna find out if you still wanted me around
my feet got sore and weary found me sitting by a sign that said no entry
my eyes blurred from the dark and foggy night
i tried to call but got only a busy signal

where you left me is where i got left
movement took me farther and farther from myself
don't remember much what i wore that day
shoes, a bra, no makeup
caught offguard so i didn't get to put on a belt or even earrings

was just time to move
on and on i danced myself outta the shoes i had bought special for the purpose of being yours
soft soled pretty thangs with tiny little diamonds on the straps
they'd arrived in a leather covered box
inscription read 'for the long road ahead'

i never knew they knew so well what they said