february road trip

one step closer to the sea wall looking down, you can seeall hold my hand so you dont fall catch your breath as the gulls call one heart out of two one life me and you last mile in the pale light take me home with you tonight well touch til it feels right you wont say "love" but i might ...one heart out of two one life, me and you made love and you muttered "we're through" one heart, but mind was in two one heart half filled with the dreams of a saint, the other filled with nothing but hate i hope i die in the arms of a child in a meadow where the thistles grow wild..