We’re
no
nearer
to
being
together
And
it’s
tearing
me
apart
I’m
starting
to think
that I’m
just not
cut out
For
such
complicated
affairs
of the
heart
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
We’re
no
nearer
to
being
together
And
it’s
tearing
me
apart
I’m
starting
to think
that I’m
just not
cut out
For
such
complicated
affairs
of the
heart
Some days
your hand
fits
perfectly
in mine
Our love
flows freely
and
sparkles
like wine
Some days
I can’t
bear
to hold
your hand
For reasons,
sadly,
you could
never
understand