Do we talk about nothingness
Smiling with our voices
Instead of thinking of a time to confess
If we could only love the plains the same
The breathtaking expanse of distance
Walking towards a horizon picture frame
Holding hands, always together

I wondered why it was
All the romance I ever knew
Lived so far away
I kept fooling myself
Saying I wanted to love somebody
But I never knew how

Every sunset makes paintings out of dust
It is the same within my heart
The clouds of my mind, stirred only by lust
But inside the rock formations
To see your face again, reflections of love
Carve themselves, memory creations
Reminding me, once again