What is right
What is wrong
Is there an inbetween
Can I do this
Should I do this
Would it be considered mean
How many times have I asked myself these
Have I asked myself please
Have I asked myself please

She smiles at me most every day
But the pain behind her eyes paints a picture of despair
She worries I know she does
About the future of us and if we picture the same one
And it always stings a little to see her smile at me that way
To know that in happiness I have left pain.
I want to scream to stop lying, to stop holding it in because it's killing us both
But my lips do little more than quiver before mirroring her smile.
I can't bring myself to tell her that I see it
So I wait till it all comes crashing down.

I'm not sure who first taught me that bullets hurt less than love but I wish they hadn't
I wish they hadn't shown me a darker side of humanity.
I wish they hadn't taught me about envy and greed
I wish they hadn't shown me the second face of a kindly stranger
I wish they hadn't filled my head with the harsh realities of the world I live in
I wish they hadn't
I wish I hadn't
But I did
And so this is my curse, to run towards the sound of gunfire  to escape the words inside my head.

You're so close I almost taste you
That sweet air upon your lips
And feel the gentle curve that runs through
From your neck down past your hips

Your eyes flash hints of mystery
And your hairs sprawled all around
I look forward to our history
When I finally pin you down.

Our love still holds it's old spark
It glows and flickers inside my heart

May oceans distance wind and waves
Do their worst my heart to tame

Come cold come storm come longing days
Our little spark will grow to flame

Then one day perchance we'll meet
And your warm smile my lips will greet

Layed down with me in old desire
Our little flame may grow to fire
And
In that moment I will see
The ember that you gave to me

So long ago in years gone by
When you still sat right by my side
On
Our little bench that we once shared
Where friends knew not how much we cared

But worry I most every night
That I'm to late to join your fight

So as I close my eyes to sleep
I pray the image of you to keep

for even as it's hurts me now
to see you with him to myself vow

One day be yours to be your knight
and evermore keep our flames bright

I have driven many miles in a landscape unchanged
And though the highway signs roled  by no distance was gained
At the end of the trip there was nothing to see
Just some worn out burnt rubber
Wrapped round some lonely tree.