I look at you, you look at me

We’re not the us we thought we’d be

The whisper of past plays out of tune

He loves, he loves me not in bloom

Too many pieces on the floor

Glued down for measure behind locked doors

Everything now is best left unsaid

Words on repeat, running ahead

Silence the mouth, overflowing the air

Dreaming, dreaming, as we dare

Now lay us down, for if we wake

We’ll always regret this long mistake