Where have all your lovers gone,
after you write the song?
I didn’t want to be
Just another song you sing.
I thought I’d be the one...
I thought I’d be the one
Who stayed for you,
wWhen the song was done.
The others were the path
Leading here to us.
And now, here we are,
At a place we didn’t want to be.
Too many ghosts have haunted me,
All I wanted was one sweet dream.
All you wanted was the dream
Of who you thought was me.
There’s no denying loving you
And living in our song,
But you knew I was leaving
Before I was gone....
Why can we write and sing
So well of love,
But as lovers,
Can’t live the life we write of?
Why do we choose the elusive
when we want something solid to grasp?
Why do we despair
At the pain in our heart
And the gasping breath
Of a dying romance?
We yearned for the desire
Of a desperate delusion,
The sweet surrender that, in turn,
Brings bittersweet sorrow.
We ached for the heartache
Of a familiar tune,
A door softly closing,
Someone leaves the room....
Submitted: February 13th, 2003
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