You say you love me, but I cannot see it.
You say you love me, but I cannot feel it.
You say you love me, and I hear it, but I don't believe it.

There is something you should understand about the way I work.

When you need me, but do not want me, I will stay.
When you want me, but no longer need me, then I must go.

It's rather sad, really, but there it is.

The dark me is hard to reach,
for I buried him oh so deep.
I refuse to right poems about him, for he might breach.
I want him deep inside me, for me to keep.

I dreamed a dream where we were together.
I dreamed a dream where your love for me lasted forever.

I dreamed a dream where our lives were perfect
I dreamed a dream where mean words had no affect.

That's why I cried when I woke up and none of that has come to pass.
If my future was like my dreams, I could relax all day and lay in the grass.

The Sun warms me,
and fills me with glee.
With it's rays oh so bright,
there's nothing that isn't touched by it's light.

The Breeze cools me,
while I'm resting under this tree.
It fills me with joy with just a touch,
something that doesn't happen oh too much.

Together the Sun and the Breeze,
they work wonders with such ease.