Risk

If I think too far away
this may never come out right
and if I think too far behind
I might lose you in sight,
but I feel as though my heart will never allow my words
to express just how I feel tonight.
Tomorrow I won’t believe just what I want to speak right now
and yesterday came and went, too long to hold this heart
and I tried, to allow myself to never look away
oh this blushing feeling is all that remains
these butterflies are spinning around this hopeless feeling
surging through my unforgiving ways.
Oh do as they may, I’ve stopped a couple times along the way
not wanting to ever see the end
and feel this lonely feeling, whispering ever slightly saying
you won’t understand, but by God you’ll surely parish.
And I dismay. You’ve won this battle, sir but I hope to win the war
along side my confidence and strategic placement on my kitchen floor
I’ve laid out all my pieces and this business is too Risky.
Oh Europe, you are my weakness. There goes another man to Asia.

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