As I sit and gaze into the clouded mirror
Hanging somewhere in the recess of my mind.
How I wish that I could see your image clearer-
Just a glimpse of love which I have left behind.
Oh, the vision, dear, is indistinct and hazy-
Perhaps because itís viewed through scalding tears,
And the people whom we knew all say Iím crazy,
But it seems the hurt grows deeper with the years.
Who gets the blame? I guess Iíll have to take it-
I knew it could not work right from the start.
In spite of love, I knew weíd never make it-
That more than miles were keeping us apart.
I just wanted you to know one thing for certain-
In the pain and loneliness, you arenít alone.
I too, at night, lie in the darkness hurtiní
But I guess weíre only reaping what weíve sown.
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