Halfway home, I can see the road.
Halfway to you, I know where to go.
Holding my love from you,
I will give you only partial truth.
Only bits and peices of me...will you now be able to see.
At one time you set my heart free...Swearing it was only you and me.
And now we stumble through the ruins....Constantly grasping a timeline...
That like the horizon....Continually stretches away...Remaining out of touch.
We can't seem to meet...No matter how much we need...Or beg or plead...
Our love REMAINS out of reach.
So, my friend, my sweet love....Without each other, we except seperation.
Ever wonder if....we are fooling us???
