Jumping My Shadow

Maybe someday someone will love me
for what I am (instead of what I should be.)
Until that day I’ll just sit here weeping,
chasing dreams is like shadow leaping.
The face behind the mirror — an unrecognised reflection,
his eyes look old and tired — filled with bitter recollection.
The cross that he has carried was a burden I have made,
It’s a baptism of tears — they are the seas in which I bathe.
'Cause there’s a fire in my heart — but I can’t breathe for the smoke,
seems that I’m living proof my life’s a practical joke.
There’s a wind in my sails (but I have lost all my direction),
with no stars to guide me now you’re not here beside me anymore.
Somehow, somewhere you will discover
a love so sweet that it taste like no other,
and on that day may you both drink deep
from that grail we found — but then we failed to keep.
It’s a lesson I’ve learned well — some things just cannot be,
the key that will unlock your soul is someone else (not me).
But if you should remember — hope you smile and wish me well,
as I walk my path to heaven through ten thousand miles of hell.
I stand alone against the cold grey sky,
it was blue that day (but not as blue as I).
I left my hearts high on that Roman hill,
I’ll wait a thousand years but it will be there still.
Holding hands in silence as the day came to an end,
we climbed up there as lovers — then we walked back down just friends.
I’ve know my share of heartaches, never thought of them as bad —
but had never quite imagined I could ever feel this sad.