he feeds me, as i feed me
as i feed him, me
he lies, and i lie, and we lie
and we lay,
and we take, from each other what neither soul can give
among words
we forsake what is given
i know she is out there,
he mentioned 'love' to me
but not in relation to me
i am told often enough
that enough is enough
and its taking me literally,
bring me home, lord

tell the seasons i am changing with them
and that i understand
and also know,
he will change too