reverse the fingers typing
go back a decade or so
erase the presence of you
blindfold me to the facts
hold the key tight
never let me go
show me your face
it's too dark in here
i've lost the will to try
you persue again
i push you away again
love and let love
it's a revolving door
that kicks you in the ass
when you least expect it
but pulls you up again
as if you need be protected
showers you in it's presence
and locks the revolving door
until the old love turns new once more.
I love you...
I know what you say and even though i was there for it all the question is still the same. Why