Lifetimes

Love.

Everybody sings songs and writes poems
Of hearts and tears
And roses and smiles

Everybody tells you how they feel
With words like happy and complete
Comfortable and content

Me?

I'll sing you a song
Of a minute that lasts an hour
An hour that ends too soon

I'll pen you a tale of a sillhouette
Against an amber setting sun
And a care for nothing in between

You?

You don't make me think of flowers
I don't care about hearts
And butterflies

You make me think about lifetimes
And a hundred years alone
And how a minute together
Would make it alright