Have I tried to earn, what love owns?
Course, it is a loveless question,
for I should already know…
hapless victim of adoration,
my flaws of the heart,
leave me in awe and…with no where to start.
Could have awoken in sorrow,
a sorrow that would hold me down tomorrow.
All the while, persuading away today.
I think if I pass this way, again,
I will worry less about risk.
I think if I pass this way again,
I will take the flower off the wall…
and leave messages for you,
in the snow,
five stories tall.