I don't think it was you.
It was me...

You are two extended palms
facing one another, touching...

I've grown to hate you Hate
And I hate that I hate you...

When I'm alone I think of you, my love.
You are my memory, my credit card...

The moonlight highlights the spotlight
of your sight with such delight...

Oh mother gracious!
What is this...

Jesus Christ,
You are like the sun rising amongst the mountains...

Oceans - with its waves, shook our legs.
I fell for you and on you...

You are like the light that passes through my eyes
You are like the lenses that corrects my vision...

I'm the ocean. I'm the ocean!
And you are, a castaway...

You tucked your feelings
in bed, and slept...

Many times I have wondered,
If the sky is blue or brown...