| Now that I can be,
|
| once and finally,
|
| all that you want me to be,
|
| not so sure that it serves me well;
|
| the person you want me to be.
|
| Lovers need to be free from tyranny
|
| as they’re working it through.
|
| Took some time for the mist to clear;
|
| it may take time for you.
|
| Feel I’m left with an open wound;
|
| not made the best of my time.
|
| The break was made not a moment too soon;
|
| I must be cruel to be kind.
|
| Lovers need to react with empathy
|
| as they’re working it through.
|
| Leaving time for some tea and sympathy,
|
| something we did not do.
|
| Can’t be your dog, your fool,
|
| your crutch, your tool.
|
| Am I able to make myself clear?
|
| Damned if I do or don’t,
|
| bend to your will, I won’t.
|
| We never made anything clear.
|
| Lovers should trust each other equally,
|
| respect all that they do.
|
| Find the space to live and let live,
|
| something we did not do |