| My simplistic life, Is once again torn in two by you. Happiness presents me with one rode to tread, Down which I first am only too happy to thread, Now twisted into paradox, By the choice that is you. Betray my love or love the betrayed? What can I do? Speak to me of love, And I will tell you of you, For once you were the one I loved, 'tis true. But now I can't tell if I love him or you. Looking through a world, Made of shards of glass, Each one reflects back, An image of the past. The days when I was you, And you were I, And I was perfectly fine, That was how it had to be. Now I see, That those days are over, Never again to be, And all that I have dreamt, Was dreamt in vain, Yet for some reason, There is no pain, And I'm glad there is no pain, There's only the rain, Only the rain. Kiss your lips and keep the lie, Tucked safe with in mine. Long to tell you, Yet I can't bring myself, To defile this wonderful perfection, And your love. I need you, I have to believe, That you will forgive my sin, For didn't it give the realization, That you're the one I want? The one I need? I can't think other than that, You would bless the slip, That brought me to you. Ignorance is bliss, As you are too. Hold you tight, On hot summer nights. Kiss the sweat off your brow, Don't you remember how, That night we first met, Was the instant I knew my fate was set, And that you were to be my guide, Forever by my side. It's at night that I think of you, During the day I can harden my heart, But in the dark, In my bed, I think of you, And that night we stayed together, But the next evening when I came to see you, And you held me close, As we watched a bonnie black haired lass, And her love, Wade through thistles, And every now and then, You'd pull me close, And squeeze me hard to you, Almost as if you were making sure I was still there, And that this was not just some fantastical illusion, Made up by a lovesick brain. Even then I knew, That once I was at home, And all alone, This one moment, When you pulled me close, And kissed my neck, Would be the one I'd recall always, The one that would mean the most, The one that would hurt the most, When I looked back on those seconds of ultimate bliss. |