When i was younger,
I saw my daddy cry.
And cursed at the wind,
He broke his own heart.
And i watched,
As he tried to reassemble it.
And my momma swore that,
She would never let herself forget.
And that was the day i promised.
Id never sing of love,
If it does not exist.
Maybe i know, somewhere.
Deep in my soul,
That love never lasts.
And we've got to find other ways,
To make it alone.
Or keep a straight face.
and i've always lived like this,
Keeping a comfortable, distance.
And up until now,
I had sworn to myself that I'm content.
Because none of it was ever worth the risk,
but, You are, the only exception.