School Of Life

I look at you

I look at you,

I see the way your eyes sparkle...

All the way to mine.

I hear that echo...

Your voice! It's calling my name...so raspy...so in line.

I look at you,

I see adventures, places to go...

Stories to tell, secrets to know.

Should I make a move? On the count of 4....

1,2,3,4 days later we're sat talking...

About funny days that we spent stalking...

We laugh it out and call it a night.

I look at you,

I see fire that grabs me;

Attracts me, and I think I've fallen...

Wait! What's happening to me?

1,2,3,4 weeks later...I see you.

We don't talk much. It feels odd.

I miss you, do you too?

My thoughts keep flowing, a flood!

1,2,3,4 months now.

You haven't said it. Neither have I.

It amazes me just how...

You've changed. I mean, look at your eyes!

I look at you,

I see shadows passing by.

No fire, just smoke. That's new...

We sit for a second then we say goodbye.

1,2,3,4 years now.

You haven't said it. Neither have I.

It's not a surprise now...

I got used to it, don't know how.

The flames? They ran out.

The places? Their names we've forgotten.

The promises? You always had your doubts.

The words? I think they're rotten.

1,2,3...I lost count.

I see the way your eyes stare

Not at me, but away from me.

Should I ask you? I wouldn't dare!

I look at you,

I see a stranger in disguise.

I see a past that flew.

I see dark-brown colored eyes.