At This Turn in the Road Again

I wanted you to be the light in the window-
The cup of water for a man who’d run dry.
Oh, but you were a reflection of who you are,
Not who you’ll be.
Well, maybe in time, if I should ever find that I’m
At this turn in the road again.
I thought that we could be better than just lucky.
You’re a survivor, and I’m learning how.
Oh, I may not be the perfect man, but as I am,
This much was yours.
Well, maybe in time, if I should ever find that I’m
At this turn in the road again.
Ask me how the breath comes to keep going
As I’m leaving now without the warmth of knowing
That I can come back to you.
Did you ever think, ever once consider
How good I could be?
And love would make me better!
I wanted us to be a prayer and its answer.
The truth between us, in a world filled with lies.
No, I may not be the perfect man, but as I am,
This much was yours.
Well, maybe in time, if I should ever find that I’m
At this turn in the road again.