As one doorway in life opens
It seems that another door has to be closed,
I tried for a while to balance it out
But I know all too well how this part goes.
I will spend more time at work
Less and less time at home,
Days without talking to you
I am now all on my own.
The hardest part is leaving you
But I have to do this alone,
I need to do something good for myself
No more talks on the phone.
But they say home is where your heart is
And I can not picture you anywhere else,
But here next to me
Helping me out.
I love you to pieces
You were where my mind went,
Until my promotion
Now my time is spent.
I am so lost on what to do
To stay or to leave,
All I know is one thing
I need to focus on me.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
As one doorway in life opens
It seems that another door has to be closed,
I tried for a while to balance it out
But I know all too well how this part goes.
I will spend more time at work
Less and less time at home,
Days without talking to you
I am now all on my own.
The hardest part is leaving you
But I have to do this alone,
I need to do something good for myself
No more talks on the phone.
But they say home is where your heart is
And I can not picture you anywhere else,
But here next to me
Helping me out.
I love you to pieces
You were where my mind went,
Until my promotion
Now my time is spent.
I am so lost on what to do
To stay or to leave,
All I know is one thing
I need to focus on me.
