I have a sadness that does not want to be sung
She says to me, “I am deeper than your words.”
I have a heart that really does want to belong
She says to me, “None of this will do for a home.”
And they sigh …
You are not my destiny
But this was fate
Our eyes and paths they crossed, didn’t they?
Two threads in the tapestry
Stitched together for a time.
I have my eyes that do not want to be crying
They say to me, “We are stronger than your hurt.”
I have a soul that is always a step ahead
She says to me, “These tears will heal you in the end.”
And they sigh …
You are not my destiny
But this was fate
Our eyes and paths they crossed, didn’t they?
Two threads in the tapestry
Stitched together for a time.
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