Mint condition, created the lyrics. On one sheet. We found ourselves. Swinging & diving. In & out of these emotions. Was every line. Of a perfect melody. We once felt in sync. With it's harmony.
But how will it work. Once what's no longer in the heart; realizes it's time to let go. What remains in the mind. That struggles with; history.
Of what was once; good time's. That no longer align. With these; twisted emotions.
Because once the structure it's built on. Can no longer stand. On the promises made. Before the storms of life; occured.
How do we tell each other; to pay closer attention.
To the red flags. Are in these body signals. Of subliminal messages.
It's what's in the eyes. Of the windows; to our souls.
That reveal whose prepared to release the bonds; once shared.
Because of to many tears. The soul can no longer. Keep sheltered.
Mom, what is love? A male has to find it in; himself. And a female has to nurture; it. In her own heart. Before the two connect. And complete the; instrumental composition. That will connect with what's in the minds. To align with the strings. That will be plucked. And played with throughout out the entire; harmony. Will make up; the history
