The lies, the tries were all we knew,
I leave again, leave hope for us behind,
Leave you to be whoever you are, wherever you are,
Leave fantasy of you,
Hope of love with you ever lost.
Fantasy, hope, such dreams of love
Like bubbles, opalescent, shimmer in the sun
Quiver in the wind, disappear at a touch.
But dream I do, and hope with another now
And wish this love for you.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008