How much of this life can one man bare

While all alone with no one to care

To look ahead and not look behind

Is to not see at all, like being blind

Wounds will heal in time it's said, but some say that's a lie

A bird can live without his wings, yet he will never fly

Don't become obsessed with someone's heart, it can't belong to you

No matter how they make you feel, it still can't make it true

The time will come in both your lives when one will want to part

And no matter what you choose to do you'll still have a broken heart


Written by Charles Goode
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