Come Back

Come back to me when it’s the end of the year,
When we can set aside the past,
When Christmas trees mean something,
When disillusionment doesn’t last;

Come back to me, when you learn what I gave,
When I understand where I went wrong,
When life’s capable of dealing with love,
When there won’t be sadness in every song.

Come back to me, when tears have had their fill,
When sadness will give up for a change,
When winter won’t really seem so cold,
When hope doesnt feel so very strange.

Come back to me, when you realise what you did,
When all has been done and said,
When we still can, while we still can,
Know that love is not dead.

Sad

Time passes and tears dry
The heart learns to cope
The eyes learn to lie
And life grasps at hope.

Fears of pain still prevail
Loss kills all bravery
Love was set up to fail
Truth succumbs to slavery.

If all that passed was true
If all of this was meant to be
You left me, I forgave you
What more has time to see?

Birthday

I can imagine a hundred ways
Of wishing you well;
And anxiety has me
Under her breathless spell.

I concoct words to try
To see, if you feel the same;
But you must have by now
Quite buried my name.

I remain your first love
So, I wish to wish you:
Here’s hoping then
You find another love this true.

(I know you’ve read my text
And yet you choose not to reply,
You let me down one last time

I now will cease to try.)