One eye sees the past
The other sees the future, but
I'm standing in the present
Smelling of the forbidden wine
Lacking the presence
of mind, that is mine,
To let things be
What is before me;
The best I've ever had
What may lie ahead;
This I have wanted
I think
I want this but
I may never know
how it all comes together, or
how it will flow
Where do we go
With this
Do I risk losing it all
For a remote possibilty
Do I push past feelings, of futility
Or should it all stay the same
With you
There is alot to give and
it's a major change to
the way that we live
and I realize that
for this pipe dream
you'd be risking it all
to go with the moment
facing the fall
For a promise....
I willingly live the cliché; yet
All that I hope for is
just a little bit more. |