and I don't know why all I want is you.
but I wish I could want something else
and I wish I could want someone else
and I don't know why every heaven is hell
and if every thing I ever dreamed I could have
came true -
it would mean only torment and agony, now
I don't know how
you came to cast everything out
the swap meet antiques show
has been cleared and kicked, chased
from the temple, now there is only
an empty space
waiting for a sacrifice that will never be brought
before this altar.
Once, for years, you gave
everything you had for me.
it was then
that I needed to find some way
Now it's not too late, it's just gone wrong ways
things in this world do not get straightened out. If
you find something right, the only thing you can do
is keep it that way. There are no second chances,
because the first time was not chance. But
I don't know why it matters so much. There
should be another turn left, on the board
another way to go, to make good, to score
and there isn't anymore. And I don't want
there to be. All I want is you.
I can live with me.
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