Write it down, what it may be. Just tell me what you want from me. I gave my heart, I give my soul. So why am I left with this hole?
Is this what I have fought and earned, or is it that I haven’t learned? Is this nightmare what I dreamed, this love that’s not how it all seemed?
My eyes, they’re clouded by these veils. I ask, were they just fairy tales? Stories written just to keep the tears from falling as we weep
I wish that I could just believe that love is there within my reach. So why do I continue to keep asking Him what I should do?
There’s sadness in these eyes of mine. I ask, so often, for a sign. A thing that I can hold at last – to look ahead, not at the past
I know she’d say, my mother, Liz, “She’s out there son, I know she is. She might be half a world away, or maybe you know her today.”
I cannot play this modern game, to find someone and share a name. I long for love I know won’t end. I long for love…my one true friend.