A bag is packed by your closet door,
I don’t want to live this anymore.
Voices raised, feelings hurting….
Why isn’t our relationship working?
Back in time, we had started
a love so deep we would not part it.
Now I’m left feeling shame,
I never wanted this kind of pain.
How to heal these wounded hearts?…
questions pierce my mind like darts.
I want to wash our past away,
give us a needed brighter day.
Two lives hanging in the balance,
how ’bout giving….
us another chance?