Sick of your anger
Sick of your lies...

Picnics with sweet summerwine and rosewood sandals...
Butterflies rising on hot coastal winds and drives...

Life's not all it's cracked up to be
I thought I had it all and I still do...

Meld your mind
Twist your soul...

Tomorrow is the day
I tell you how I feel...

A fear washes down like rivers
Cascading over a swollen hill...

You are the breeze on a hot summer day,
The notion of knowing what to say...

Kiss me over and over with your numbing lips
Hold me closer and closer with your forgiving arms...