You complete me
I said one day
When you sang your songs to me
       I don't know how you could suddenly change to a minor key
            I thought what we had was the A major in the opening of the harmony
Flourishing the poetic hearts that make us, us'
            Feeding the mystery to our mindful lust
the way i write, the way you write songs, us
             I suppose now we are the glass that shattered the image
imagery of you and i being more than friends
             Perhaps its the mind making me think this nonsense?
I know you haven't forgotten me, but maybe the time that swept on by?
            Maybe time allowed its self to forget you and I?
In the end i will always remember what we shared
            I dream, still wishing this over and over again
Sacred memory...
You complete me
I said one day
When you sang your songs to me