Sometimes I get the urge To grab your hand and run To go back and fix it all To somehow heal all our wounds Together so that we never Lose each other But reality breaks Me the harsh truth If we lived different lives We wouldn't be here together We may have never met We may not even be soul mates As we proudly are now So despite the urge to run Waist deep in the past I stay Beside you until the day I die Where I'm safe Where I know I truly belong.