Tell me what kind of line to cross,
I know I have crossed them all.
Is there wonder with pain,
Or do you have the answer
For why everyday is the same?
Cause I can’t go back,
And that is where you live.
Passing your house on
The weekends and
The bookends we call
Memories together.
You still call when we don’t
Want you to,
We still yell when you are
Not around.
The rocks crash up against
The waters you used to
Separate us,
I am fading daily into a time
When you never knew me.
I am crossing lines that you
Said I shouldn’t,
I am bowing down and
There is a missing
Ingredient to all of this.
I thought it was love,
But It was something else,
I thought it was romance,
But it was something
That could be taken away.
When I wake up,
It feels like sorrow is
There and I despair
Your voice I cannot
Hear,
It is drowning out in
Noise and can I try
New things,
Can I make something new with
You, or is your love a costly
Option?
I cannot let go,
Of the lines I have crossed,
And the things I did to You,
So what is next,
Is it future,
Or are we gonna stay
Where it can’t last,
Stay in the past.