I just want you back when we were younger.
When I had you first.
In my arms that you surrendered,
And I loved you a little more.
When we met a little less, I missed your sense of wonder.
Is it so wrong to want you back when we were younger?

I imagine it is greedy, selfish, and unfair.
To want you when you were so pure.
Not heartless now, oh very far from.
But the luster of your eyes has lost its thorn.
As you pricked my interest with words woven so grey,
I know you felt for me what I feel less of today.

I loved your intent with bitter wine,
You felt so far from normal you made me feel alright.
I knew it was but a temporary state of mind,
So naturally we entwined, and yet fell apart.
It is you're hope that kept me aligned.

Hope in your eyes everyday we met.
I saw the world to be and the life I could have.
I know you had faith in me, likely you still do.
I'd love to believe I still had faith in you.
Is it not needless to wonder if your heart beats true?
There was a time I'd give my life for us, for you.
That time seams distant now, the horizon on my path.
Ahead it appears but the wise know its only the past.
So lovely you came into my life, with so much left to know.
I felt your soul and knew you made me whole,
Yet now so much has became of us...

Could we ever feel a little of that unspoken love?
Would you still lay with me under the too bright sun?
The devils that haunt our life floating around us?
Yet, with you, it was always exactly what I needed.
To carry on, just a little bit longer.
Is that what love really is?
Because if thats true I now find myself loveless.