A Dream Best Left Behind

Oh why must these boundaries burn us
I want to be freely in love
I miss being held by those firm arms
we are a beauty blessed from above

But below lies the chains we are bound in
separate, yet forever entwined
on my heart is a welt, a reminder
of this dream I must leave behind

So these tears flow with pain and passion
feverish with hopeless resentment
my soul stabbed by countless needles
my spirit lay broken and bent

By miracle may I be blessed with chance
one moment alone with you
I'd tell you how much I miss us
and a question, what am I to do?

They say this dream's best left behind
should I leave this love, so pure and true?