For the chances that could have come today.
A possibility that has dug it's feet far enough,
Into a turmulous understanding.
Bringing peace into the mind,
It'll illeviate the stress,
Of those fatal absences,
Sweet lips of love's caress.
No point in trying to learn,
In trying to believe,
Emotions tend to deceive,
So open your eyes,
And lend me your ears,
A shoulder left to lean on,
And a heart's sleeve to dry my tears.