sure as the window of glass on your bedroom wall
silently sneaking in the outsiders
slowly wearing until the day it is no more
oh it shies sweetly until the day it breaks away
can you tell me now,
is it meant to be...
this life i live
is it meant for me
to take your hand
and drift away
until the day
that we can live again
beautiful garden in full bloom
it must be springtime again
full and luminous flower;
to live in shine, until the day it starts to die
never again
please return to me
my sweet indulgence
my normalcy
don't die away
and please return
for we were meant to be
to live and learn
7.19.03