The Mess of Love
When the love goes awry
and you've lost my back
Can you find that love
that you're holding back
The days where bright but ever more
I see your face with a bitter scorn
No wish no promise could ever match
the love and peace you had once attached
I wish you didn't hold back
I wish I didn't hold back
When surrender comes and we all let go
the pieces fall gently on the floor
We all stand around and look to see
"Oh what a mess we made indeed"