**by way of the Christians
These words came out around 20 years ago, but have so much more meaning today. Am I going to regret writing this shortly? Is this just how I feel now? If it doesn't ring true in the future, I'll delete you.
If I could find words to tell you I'm sorry, make you understand I mean just what I say.
After all that I've heard, why should I worry when we ride the fine line between love and hate?
If I had been wise, well how could I doubt you?
Now I'm all alone, my life in disarray.
But try as I might, I can't live without you.
So I cling to the hope of a bright, brighter day.
Oh, I know we've been through this all before.
How can I prove my love for you is real?
No, I can't do anymore.
If I could only find words.
And still he has dreams and still I must learn to cope.
Absurd as it seems, I still have hope.
If I had good sense and heed all the warnings, I would let it be and leave all well alone.
But there's no recompense for waking up mornings, feeling sure it's myself who's the foolish one.
Yes, I know we've been through this all before.
How can I prove my love for you is real?
No I can't do anymore.
If I could only find, if only I could find, if I could only find words.
