Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Perfect Hand

Had a dream about you the other night
Don't remember much of it,
But the deep blue color in your eyes
It felt intense, no words were said
Just like that time we said goodbye

You were long gone before I realized
The possibility of having found the one
My conclusions were wrong, too late, I know
But I can't help it, I miss your touch

Why do we go around in circles
Pretending life is all right?
Why do we go around in circles
Ignoring what's keeping us alive?

Why do we go around in circles
When we know this isn't right?
Why do we go around in circles
When we were dealt a perfect hand?

Why do we settle for what's against us?
How can we let this close our minds?
If were dealt a perfect hand.

Had a dream about you the other day
I was packing my things, you asked me to stay
Surely a dream, I try to convince myself
To not deal with the fact, that I made a mistake

You were long gone before I realized
The possibility of having it all
Conclusions were wrong, too late, I know
But I can't help it, baby I miss your touch

Why do we go around in circles
Pretending life is all right?
Why do we go around in circles
Ignoring what's keeping us alive?

Why do we go around in circles
When we know this isn't right?
Why do we go around in circles
When we were dealt a perfect hand?

Why do we settle for what's against us?
How can we let this close our minds?
If were dealt a perfect hand

We were dealt a perfect hand

1 comment:

  1. Fate! Sounds like a song about a door opened but not meant to be....once you glanced the room, it seems a perfect place to be at. Yet a "perfect hand" just close the door before the foot step on the floor!

    C'est la vie! It is beautiful!

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