| Night and day, day and night |
| One melds into the other |
| Time frozen and gone in an instant |
| Nothing changes, as everything's different |
| Constants disappear |
| Yet variables make clear one fact: |
| I'm without you. |
| Pain is motivation to hold us back |
| Life getting in the way of living |
| Distraction creating distraction endlessly |
| Losing sight of goals, wants, needs, emotions |
| Self-consumed and careless |
| Knowing only the jaded truth: |
| We hurt, therefore we are. |
| What is wasted, what is distorted |
| What we need, we have |
| Though we are left wanting |
| We lack courage, not caring |
| We miss faith, not love |
| Mistakes are our defense: |
| Hearts in armor. |
| A light touch, a brief smile |
| A warm song on the breeze |
| Voices intermingling |
| Bodies intertwined |
| Heat, fever, romance, passion |
| Gentle, sweet, feeling, kind: |
| These are everything. |
| Naive and foolish, I stand grown |
| Tempered with the past |
| Bright with hope of the future |
| Weeping with regret |
| Standing strong to carry on |
| I live without to have later: |
| I love you still. |
