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Snuggled next to you in bed My chest a pillow for your head I stroke your hair with my right hand My mind is flying, it cannot land We lie there talking for several hours Our friendship one of loves great powers Discussing how we truly feel No arguments, no need for appeal An obstacle always seems to be there Always stupid and usually unfair Almost always it's my fault Lock my mouth away in a vault But sometimes you are quick to judge Judgements made from an old grudge I'm not those men that you once knew Don't stir me into that male stew Your mind is changeable and confused It gets me frustrated and I feel used You said and you acted that you loved me Now you've shut the door and thrown the key It puts my life and mind in a whirl Like an ambivalent dervish forgetting to twirl You recapture me with a touch and a smile It seems very practiced as part of your style Is there any such thing as a happy death Where peace comes from not taking a breath While your body lies exceedingly still And the only feelings you have are nil Is there a guarantee that I'll find peace If my life were to suddenly cease It's up to debate and hard to decide 'Cause you can't cognate after you've died Is there a chance that if I stay alive That our love will continue to survive And we can live our lives together Loving each other always and forever |
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