10/7/02

You didn't want to be mine, I got over it, it's okay

And you're still fun to be around and talk to every day

But as you may or may not know, I understand your pain

Cuz I've gone through it all myself, as the moon will wax and wane

I know to you it seems the earth is awfully dark and deep

And every morning's like unlocking a dusty dungeon's keep

To you it seems that every day the cobwebs pile high;

Higher than the day before, but tomorrow to the sky

If only the concrete ceiling would open to the day

Perhaps you could grow glittering wings and, quick, flutter away

Or the iron bars that cage you in could grow hot and ignite

Then the glowing embers, melting steel, would shed a little light

And if you could use your mind power and focus on the walls

The sun would poke its head inside when the rock shatters and falls

But the room is always darkest when you have your eyes closed tight

For even if the room was lit, it would block out the light

I know it seems that times are tough; you don't know what to do

But perhaps it would help just a bit to know I care for you

And everything I've told you that expressed just how I feel

Stands quite true up to this day, my love for you is real.