have no more pretty words to print
No sweet saying do I have left to say
Nothing left to give to you
that just might send you my way

I'm sorry for all the things I did, and didn’t
I let go of what I said I never would
Ill never find what I’m looking for
So go on and seek what you should

Live life to its fullest, and then a little more
Find whatever it is. You’re looking for
Find someone to mend the rift which I tore
Make light of that broken heart and soar
I’ll be waiting inside the front door

Forever and for always I’ll foresee
Standing under a flowery marquee
As William (to a tolerable degree)
Kisses you once, and gives you to me

I tired to fix my life and make that true
Yet, before I could attain, I charred that viaduct
Not even the Nazarene carpenter Jesus`
Would tackle the task and reconstruct

Possibly, perchance, maybe I might
My dialect will dance, idioms ignite
That fiery passion once that was held
Above all else, I want to kiss you tonight

Although from my life you have rightfully withdrawn
You should’ve been my first sight at every dawn