She said I’m too hard to touch That I don’t need love anymore Ice only lives when it is cold all around It’s not that I am afraid of being hurt And it’s not because love left in the night It’s because it left without a sound
Every couple I see is only a picture There is no depth to their smiles It’s only some sort of curiosity I’m glad they can walk close to the water But I wonder what they talk about Because my thoughts only thaw in solitary
She said a man must have a pure heart And a woman must have a pure body And I thought how hard that would be For a man’s heart is so easily corrupted And a woman’s body is so worshipped Can I treasure her as she treasures me?
I fear what they hope to find is not there Thoughts, letters and dreams are revealing But what do they leave behind in their wake? If you know everything there is to know already Is there happiness left for your morning tea? Or is the façade as shallow as the smiles by the lake?