And, here we go again it's like a merry-go-round with
excuse after excuse. (admit it)
I am beginning to feel my fall as I stare
at his words bewildered at how much feel he
possesses yet lies to himself.
Sleepless should be my name,there I go pouring my heart and soul
to a human-robot, like programmed he controls
my fear, my emotion my living.
End after end, Goodbye+Goodbye,,(admit it)
Oh my dear friend.(admit it)
It's like I am being held in this cage against my own will, never mind the heart
In the darkness he takes my every word, swallows it like its nothing
and spits it right out knowing it will stick
and stay in each part of the ground he walks on
the ground I wholeheartedly worship, apart from GOD.
The truth, huh! the truth is in which beholder?! what beauty (admit it)
could possibly exist in one human which does not exist in the other?!
Destiny may have taken him years apart from me, stolen-like
anything would hurt less if he could spell the truth letter by letter
to form at least one word that I know would make all the difference.
Sad is this, trembling with fury wanting to walk out this door right at this moment
and taking back my key.
I can see her, I can feel her there next to him wanting more from him that he can't possibly
give because way too much has been spent. I am the next excuse of attempt
to make things happen, to imagine a new day, a new word to say.. anything to make the love grow
and stay. What the lips wont say the heart will keep it secret. (admit it)
Destiny, 7 beautiful letters wasted ! sadly, a letter short.
God is my judge in the darkness of what was meant from him,
not 'man' who draws a path for us to walk on.
Where in the world, do believers find the answer to that.
Fate shook my hand and ripped my arm away from my shoulder, because I too
refused to look it straight in the eye and fight for what is mine.
Weaker than ever I pull my self close to understand
why loving from a distance is a sin.
Dear Lord , forgive him because I will.
Just don't allow him to take away the pain I have held for so long
the only thing I have left to remind me of my living.
I will weep in humbleness, I will , I have progressed from stage to a stage with it
My patience, please excuse it...for it too, has lost way with sense.
Best we go our separate ways, cliche?! ... no, our seperate ways will always
lead to the path GOD intended, no matter where our prints take our feet
no matter who , we follow.
Her eyes are like coffee, no wander he's still awake.(admit it)
But it's my ocean he swims, I make no mistake..The wind chime hangs
it tells me he's gone.
'I must go now' he says.
Those unspoken words are left with me again.
My mind knows this blindfolded and where it intends to end.
There goes my once-love, now stranger friend.