This Sad Bouquet - The Ark
It took time took time to
Develop a concept
A new me
Based upon the traits from
Which I could not flee
It took time took time to
Embrace the nature
Of my dreams
All this time just turned into
A sad long wait
This sad long tale of moments passing
Must come to an end before it is too late
Wasn't born to hate
I was made to love
But I never knew it was so hard
It took time took time
To accept the fact
That one must lose
Everything except
What you do not choose
It's taken time long time
And yet more time
It will take
Before my heart is free
And brave enough to break
This sad long tale of moments passing
Must come to an end before it is too late
Wasn't born to hate
I was made to love
But I never knew it was so hard
This sad bouquet of forget-me-not
That I threw away is growing scars and dots
In this weary heart
Where there's a bird so shy
But one of these days
That bird will learn to fly
