One can care, but takes two to share.
The price of admission is always ...due, ya know?
"The Price Of Admission..."
I never hear you
you wait
out of hearing...
out of - having.
...And the tears
- so pale, quiet and frail,
and my fingertips just trace
so softly and lightly...
and each nail edges and slides -
my heart ...our 'time.
..........
*crying...
- just beyond my reach
out of living...
- everything I can only dream - having.
so - flavor my world
-- silly-sad, ...dark and empty...
-- that Cheshire grin
held within
finds
your cheek, your life ...our 'time.*
..........
I never hear you ...crying...
you wait - just beyond my reach
out of hearing... out of living...
out of - every thing I can only dream - having.
...And the tears ...so - flavor my world
- so pale, quiet and frail, -- silly-sad, ...dark and empty...
and my fingertips just trace that Cheshire grin
so softly and lightly... held within
and each nail edges and slides - finds
your cheek, my heart - your life ...our 'time.
IS the price of our admission...
Chris