Scattered about, broken away lost in this world no time for play.
Living, liking left behind, sometimes emptyness is not hard to find.
Weary, waking day to day, losing track god still has his say.
Timeout, look back, reflect and give thanks.
He kneels down beside his father's grave,
Tears resting upon his face.
Pondering the questions, he so long ago could not say.
Cradle to pre-school,
Born and bred.
Lead straight to the alter with dream in our heads.
My words may never reach you.
You may never see the pain, that your leaving has left behind when you walked away without a trace.
I've just come to realize what feeling's I have for you,
But are they love or are they lust?
I sit back and think of ways,
That I can take back all the days
That we have spent in anger and in rage.
The words came so easly with us, never did we doubt.
That our love was real or that our hearts were reaching out.
He told he loved me, it took me so long to believe it was true.
Then he say's I'm sorry, maybe I said it to soon.
Inside my heart I know your the one,
Inside my heart I know its true love.
In a moment you can turn the darkest of days,
No phones calls for days, nothing do I hear.
Sitting alone I'm left with nothing but my own fear.
Does he miss me, or wonder if I'm OK?
Getting toasted seemed like a good idea,
Just something to ease the mind.
Forget about everything and push all the hurt aside.