almost

Always seems to pick the wrong ones
As if she’s lost without the fight
She always dreams of you my soul child
Almost there, just out of sight

Always believed he’d be the right one
Though it wouldn’t work if it, worked out right
She’ll always dream of you, your soul wild
How you would hold her long in the night

She always remembers the mix for the fix
Almost boiling but not quite
She always dreams of you she’s beguiled
And with you gone there is no light

The world might end then what we left with?
No yin to yang no opposites to you no me
Its only freedom when you own your own heart
Just like black can only be white when you turn out the light