It’s not unusual for people
To be blind,
To complicate the simple,
To hide in order to find.
To seek salvation,
Denying God,
To break off relationships
Just as they start.
Refrain:
It’s over,
But something should begin,
Something novel —
I feel it in my skin.
It’s over
But we’re still not apart,
Our flower, don’t know why,
Hasn’t dried out
Yet.
We are so predictable
And it’s such a bore
We see only what’s visible
And ignore
What our souls say
Despite the past
That’s full of unhappy binds
We took on trust.
Refrain.
The distance between us Is not good enough reason
To slide off the track.
Don’t let bitter experience
Affect our perfect season
And force us to step back.