I can't find the words No matter how hard I look It's not that I'm lazy I just don't know how to express it Seeing that pain Through my mind's eye
Because I wasn't there I couldn't help I still can't One day I hope I can
All I did was sit here With a bitter taste in my mouth For I ate of a twisted fruit Called knowledge
Knowledge of your pain And suffering And how it broke you
The shards of your soul Were the little razors That sliced my heart strings To bits.
Luckily I have you and that hasn't changed So I'll use your smile as the needle And your warm love as the theard And I'll sew my patchwork heart Together again.
Love is an enigma that I can't seem to crack. While it gives you such euphoria that it seems you've transcended the bittersweet human condition, it also makes you feel the pangs of sadness in your loved one's heart and you experience sorrow that you couldn't know without it.