I want to move on
Not realizing I was moving too slow
Tried to hang on
But there was nothing left for me to hold
It’s such a shame that you can’t be with me tonight
I’m spinnin’ ’round in cycles
Hope you change your mind
Before the show is over
I look around, it’s you I thought I’d find
Been on standby
Not realizing I was waiting too long
Instant replay
But there was nothing I can do about it
Still in denial
I can’t believe that you can do this to me
No lights ahead
I’ve been looking forward but I could not see
I have been waiting for you all night
Under the glow of the satellite
- - -
Not realizing I was moving too slow
Tried to hang on
But there was nothing left for me to hold
It’s such a shame that you can’t be with me tonight
I’m spinnin’ ’round in cycles
Hope you change your mind
Before the show is over
I look around, it’s you I thought I’d find
Been on standby
Not realizing I was waiting too long
Instant replay
But there was nothing I can do about it
Still in denial
I can’t believe that you can do this to me
No lights ahead
I’ve been looking forward but I could not see
I have been waiting for you all night
Under the glow of the satellite
- - -
After days of mourning and staring in space and being surrounded by people but still floating in isolation, I've finally come up with a resolution.
I think I'm ready to let go.
I can already smell it ending, and its breaking my heart.
If only I would know how to deal with missing him badly, then I would be okay then.
But yes, it would end. Soon.
And if he decides to walk away without looking back, then I would know that he's nothing special after all.
I can start putting my life back on track again.
And resume my so-called seven years of famine.
But my heart will heal. It has to.
I think I'm ready to let go.
I can already smell it ending, and its breaking my heart.
If only I would know how to deal with missing him badly, then I would be okay then.
But yes, it would end. Soon.
And if he decides to walk away without looking back, then I would know that he's nothing special after all.
I can start putting my life back on track again.
And resume my so-called seven years of famine.
But my heart will heal. It has to.
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