Driving away in the cold of night
Wishing that we never had that fight...

Close your eyes,
forget your pain...

I want to write a love poem,
but no word is so divine...

For years and years
I craved your touch...

All you had to do, was smile,
it would have helped me...

Call it what you may,
But WE built this country...

Waking up today,
Realising that somehow...

Never once did I hate,
Not a single one...

I used to think,
That we both were broken butterflies...

And through the ages,
Rage once were the emotion...

Sometimes we take chances,
Sometimes we take pills...

I dreamt of you last night
With tears running down my side...