You're in and out of my life.
I don't know what to do
When I'm falling in love,
In and out, of love with you.

I don't know what is wrong.
What is wrong with me?
And, I don't know what
To do about it.

What do I do about you?

You shouldn't long for the past,
- They say
But, I long for it anyway

I close my eyes, drift away, not good
- They say
Not worried, I do it anyway.

I  see it is only normal, it's okay
- No matter what they say
So go ahead, just drift into times past

As long as you do not stay

She has a kind of magical thinking about her life.
She sees her name written across the sky, in stars,
In clouds, in sunbeams, written in the sunset.

She finds a penny, knows it was placed there, especially for her.

In her magical thinking, the universe is cheering her on,
Setting her up, leading her to somewhere she doesn't know.
In her magical thinking, she finds the delights and she goes. . .

I can feel your cello
Through my soul
I am a string

Your bass vibrates through me
Holding me like a treble
We do not rest

Listening

The past is a foreign country.
They do things differently there.

Those things are there,
We are here.

We do things differently
Presently, see.

Two lives fusing
      as one
Intertwined
“Ieo vos tien foi tenes le moy,”-
“I hold your faith, hold mine.”

You, magical creature
Who has power to
Draw a heart from chests
Hold it in tiny hands
Never to return it