Dusty clouds imbue isolation
Confusion obstructs my view
As I travel backroads in lonesome
Searching for some of life's missing clues
Long ago we became separations
Worlds away by barbed-wired offences
Now I know the need to be back within your grace
To the much greener grass of our past oasis
Although, with every try you set me up in failure
And think I should be kept in suffering's contempt
Getting hung up upon those daily wires
But yet, life without you I shall never ever accept
Shut out, hours, months and years ago
Love is not dead, this I know
I will make it to the other side
For I have seen, what the future holds...and it's still you
The long highway divided
For the shortest while I could bear
But, now the burden is I do not smile
As I travel back into the wilds of despair
New horizons I perceive where boundaries begin to blur
And my heart anemic caught within the throes
Stretching out my arms to you once more
And through the barbs more seeds I must sow
If there were nothing then I'd return
To the broken paths of pits and painless
But, the mind cries out "endure"
Please, wife why won't you pull me through regardless
These moments will they ever cease from complications
Where internal needing never dies
Praying for a miracle or a simple act of kindness; jubilation
Of some love what's left, just to give us one more try
If merely like the raindrops cleansing we could have a second chance
Again you could trust, looking deep within my eyes
You'd see the man and unconditional love, forever and forgiveness
And find yourself as well standing where you belong, upon my very side
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