"This is my life" You said Gently Softly Sharing it in small pieces so I would Understand
The secure home you've built The cold terror of a collapsing edifice The daily fight to maintain structural integrity
But I already know I've always known I've been listening to your story for years And I still love and adore you I meant what I said I am not a light lover And I'm sorry for that Sorry that my affection could ever be A heavy load Never its intention Only a side effect Of its deep sincerity Maybe See you next year Darling Perhaps I'll See you next year
