Til there was you

"Come in, 

I've been expecting you
There's a knock on the door and 

love walks through
And lights a fire and 

smiles a smile
As if love were going to stay a while

And the fire breathes and 

weaves it's spell
But then 

love runs out of lies to tell
For love is restless, 

love's a flirt
Love has places to go, 

and people to hurt
So here's the shovel to smother the flame
Tomorrow you'll barely remember my name

And I'll try to forget you, 

my dearest one
As a prisoner tries to forget the sun
For life holds no purpose,

and love holds no charms
Since I beheld you 

in another's arms."

Poem from 'Til There Was You