It's a recipe for disaster,
A lane leading nowhere,
Lifetimes of false hope,
That may end in my despair.
You sure did bring me gay times,
But you also brought the sad,
For the good times that we shared,
Were often trailed by bad.
I sure have learned a lot,
Since coming out my shell,
But I feel you're worth the trouble,
So please don't bring me hell.
I appreciate the distance,
Can make love very hard,
But I will not submit,
I'm no glass that falls to shards.
