Love is bitter from age and neglect
Chains to bear breaking my back
Eyes deceive, thoughts betray
Tongues lie, souls decay
Words, like fire, torture and burn
Fire is soothing, pain must be earned
Ears distrust like lifeblood flows
Time is unending, destructive, and slow

If we told everything we did?
Some are hurt by the dirt we have done.
So secrets are meant to be kept.
If it causes hurt to someone.

If we spoke of the affairs?
The things, we stole.
Then quickly we all be exposed.
So secrets are kept hidden.

Sure, we heard what done in the dark?
Eventually gets exposed.
But only if you told.
Because some secrets just get old.

Out of protection.
Out of affection.
And for some that's satisfaction.

standing at the start,
the end for some others

take the first step,
then take another

that's it,
sit
spend some time here,
nothing to fear here,
lie down, but
stand,
keep moving, and

look around,
you are bound
to be late
and
right on time, too,
so, slow down, you
know,
the view is great
on both sides

If loving you?
I got it wrong.
Realize, with truth I got another day to get it right.

There is always a first time for mistakes.
But like money in a bank, I am guaranteed.

As long as there is an opportunity for one more chance for romance.
I got another day to get it right.
And this time I will succeed.