If love is a map then I was once lost
An endless journey on land and the sea...

I sometimes think of our love
Resembles a long street...

The grandfather clock
Its rhythm never silent...

Black and white Gazette
So often still adds colour...

Trying to be calm
When all emotions run wild...

Sometimes the moon will speak to me
Just as you do with words...

Life is like a bridge
When support's more important...

Although you chose to leave my house
With your belongings too...

Sometimes I look upon the sky
And see dark clouds forming high...

She made a map of my heart
From all the crossroads that are set...

I fell in love with not my heart
But instead with my eyes...

A moment when sunlight catches her eyes
Where she has me drawn with how they reflect...