Go

This vacant hole inside me
Has been growing since I let you in.
This cave, it keeps on going, never ending…
Wonder where you’ve been.
I’m lost in Ancient Scripture
As I search and search and try to know…
I’m crying pretty girl
Because what I feel now can only grow.
So maybe I’ll go away.
Maybe I’ll go.
There’s fear and I repress, my words I fumble…
Dream of how you are.
Sometimes I feel connected,
But these doubts place you in lands afar.
I’ve found you without searching
And I don’t want you to be my wife,
But maybe you could hold me…
Could you hold me till the end of life?
Or should I just go away?
Should I just go?
I’ve found you without searching
And I don’t want you to be my wife,
But maybe you could hold me…
Could you hold me till the end of life?
So maybe I’ll go away.
Maybe I’ll go.