Whisper goodbye my love,
                               for the words will hurt too much to say.
I know we have had a world together
         seen the globe together
                              and watched each other grow like doves.
Beautiful outstretched wings,
                               ready to take to the sky.
But my darling, our embrace
                               no longer fills my eyes with life.
I long to long for you,
                               and close my eyes so tight,
but the truth has looked our way
                            she smiles a sad smile full of tears
Everything inside me yearns to change
                         to feel what I could for another, for you
            
     but its the stars baby,
              you don't see them and I do.
                         We will never see life through the same view.

Man Naturally loves delay,
And to procrastinate;
Business put off from day to day
Is always done to late.

Let ever hour be in its place
Firm fixed, nor loosely shift,
And well enjoy the vacant space,
As though a birthday gift.

And when the hour arrives, be there,
Where'er that "there" may be;
Uncleanly hands or ruffled hair
Let no one ever see.

If dinner at "half-past" be placed,
At "half-past" then be dressed.
If at a "quarter-past" make haste
To be down with the rest

Better to be before you time,
Than e're to be behind;
To open the door while strikes the chime,
That shows a punctual mind.

Moral:

Let punctuality and care
Seize every flitting hour,
So shalt thou cull a floweret fair,
E'en from a fading flower

It hurts.
It cares.
It loves.
And it gives.
This is the truth about love.
Let nobody deny this to you.
Cause their deception would be further from the truth.

We all have felt hurt.
We all have ways of caring.
We all have loved.
And even if we won't admit it.
We all have given.
And we didn't need a million dollars.

All these things has a foundation about the truth about love.

A brokenheart seeks to be healed.
It doesn't seeks to be hurt forever.
This heart of ours wants to care.
Many of them has a lot to give.

This built up of emotions has a triple amount of love to give.
I just speaking, what we all know?
When it concern the truth about love.

C'mon kiss me.
Except don't kiss me like you miss me.
That might turn too many engine on.
But be sweet with it.
Be sincere.
Cause once your lips touch mine.
I can tell if it's real.
So c'mon.

Oh, Yes I'm challenging you.
So, what you going to do?

I see within your eyes.
You seem so surprised.
Except why?
You have done it many of times.
C'mon and kiss me.

And if It as real as it should be.
I just might let this built up energy free.
Well, if you're willing.

as a dreamer, in a particle splits the path of thought,
like mud under my fingernails and crystal shells.
Arkansas is driving me insane
come one come all she's the
fare-st if you fall.

neck burned as a fingerprint, itches sore in trash days,
conspiracies and deputies
looking still more strange.

can determined minds build a staircase of reason?
up to a future, teasing
me out in the open
with your temper words.