Transatlantic

by Chris Rodriguez   Sep 5, 2006


A distant shore calls for me to come back home
Change has turned it to a foreign place
A faithless town is hard to call home
I always thought I knew she was for me
Change is making me accept all the great divides
New love has taught me to look more
and to find the hope I could not see

I hope all my days are spent with meaning
The time I have been given must be worth something
All i need is a place to be needed
and a lovers lap where I can rest my head
This time when all the sadness is gone
I will be there with you to right the wrong

I don't want to go
I don't want to stay
There was nothing ever in my way
But the earth has spinned too fast again
Now there's nothing left to say

I hope all of your years are spent in happiness
With or without me
It doesn't seem to matter now
and If I grow old I don't want to be alone
If all the world is broken
Then I don't want to be fixed
If you decide I'm just one more other
Then I'll show you my true colors

I don't want to go
I don't want to stay
I've hurt so much I pray
My real life is three thousand miles away
My dream is here in the desert
Now there's nothing left to say

Where do we go from here?
What do I do now that Paradise has been found?
When it lies so far away

We do what we can
Somehow
To get through the day

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