You might think you've left it behind you
That chapter is over and done
You'll wake up one day
And hear yourself say
That really the book's just begun
The story you're actually reading
Is the one that you wrote on your own
Though you stayed up all night
It's still not quite right
But my! How the hours have flown
Not only the hours are flying
The days and the weeks have gone too
And all of those years
Still slippery with tears
So what are you going to do?
With the time that remains on your candle
The wick burning bright at both ends
Shining back through the haze
Of those warm splendid days
And nights that you spent with your friends
There should be many more of those coming
Exactly how many's unclear
It's time to get real
Explain how you feel
To the one you hold dearest of dear
Take hold of her hand one fine morning
Explain all the what, why and when
Look into her eyes
Take off your disguise
And never say never again
Friday, August 17, 2012
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