Torn between all I once believed
and a sad truth that rips me apart
now here on winters day
now I'm old and grey
this truth has broken my heart.
It's not what you said… or the tears I bled
nor the venom that forced me to cry
it was that this ‘truth' from you
as though I was cruel to you…
makes pointless everything in life.
Now torn between what should have been
and what you've left for me to ponder each day
as though not once I tried
though I so nearly died
life seems to always take you away.
Now so far from me… what used to be
is lost in the passage of time
and for all my days
I will just sit and pray
and hope forgiveness… for all of our crimes.
