Whatever happened to the moments
we lived for
the moments we lived from
electrifying lives
currents of passion
high voltage that knew no resistance

what do I have to do?
to feel the surge
to feel the spark
to feel alive again?

Is it in the tomes?
Is it in the songs?
Do the muses hold it in the walls?
Is it inside of me?

Searching for the switch
to send me back to passion
To make me feel charged again
to make me feel in charge again

Could we just lay on the roof,
And gaze at the stars,
Slowly they'll pass as we spin around,
We'll hold hands and I'll smile as I wonder,
How in the vastness I found you,
Nothing short of a miracle.