I walk though my home so empty and strange
not even love is protected from change

In the streets of my past once so vibrant and youthful
The nature of time is so dreadfully truthful

People will leave, seasons will turn
The wise will move on while the young stay and burn

Fight as you may, it’s out of control
Whatever you’re dealt, you’d best take it and roll

Flowers of love grow from desolate dirt

The petals bring joy while the thorns impart hurt

Our seeds have been sown in many a plot
Past oceans and valleys,
some watered,
some not

Through seasons of bliss and chapters of pain
Your hold on my heart steadfastly remains

When I reminisce through memory’s fields
A precious bouquet awaits unconcealed

I wish you could see the colors and shades
And walk hand in hand through my memory’s glades

I hope in your mind our garden is lush
My sweet plumeria, I love you so much

You asked me to leap But the faith wasn’t there
This jump offers nothing but pain and despair

The illusion is broken Like a mirror on the ground
The shards of our past are scattered around

I try to decipher why it went bad
While time marches forward through happy and sad

One too many times
my heart has been broken

Now when love calls my name
my response is unspoken

You lifted me up to high mountain peaks
Now that you’re gone, the future is bleak

How will I ever love somebody new
When all that I want is to be with you

When I hold your gaze, the skies open up
the flowers all bloom, and volcanos erupt

When I spend my days with you by my side,
my heart feels your rhythm, and my worries subside

If I could stop time with your lips on mine,
then we’d spend that moment forever entwined

You make my life better, It’s clear to see
That I’m at my best, when I’ve got you with me

When the sun hangs low
still waters reflect mountains
Yet you hold my gaze

Moonroof shine down on me
let the sunshine keep me company

The open road is bittersweet
when she’s not in the passenger seat

Though she left me all alone
I still have her music on my phone

I hear those songs and see her there
singing sweetly without a care

In the wind her hair would flutter
smells of lavender and cocoa butter

It’s funny how a song is changed
When two lovers become estranged

The notes that used to fill my heart
leave me hollow and falling apart

If ever we should meet again
I’ll finally have my hymn's amen

Love is war, or so they say
I can’t seem to love another way

Why must I send my heart to war
When you’re clearly not worth dying for

Several scars my heart beholds
Several more my future holds

If peace can find its way to me
My soul rejoice. My heart be free