The quiet light of midnight the tears upon my shirt

I thought that love was supposed to feel so great

But all I feel is hurt.

The first time we had coffee life seemed to just make sense

I got to the business of living where before I only

sat up high upon that fence

When we held hands I felt it, the Mighty hand of God

Laying out the right life before me that is why this

breakup seems so odd

What I didn’t know then and I don’t want to know now

The questions heavy on my heart

As I try and figure out How?

How am I going to keep breathing

When my lungs don’t want the air

What’s the treasure in living

Each day you’re not going to be there?

The things that used to mean freedom

are now just reminders in this prison of pain

Just to be sitting in this moonlight together

I’d know sweet Liberty’s Touch again

A moment spent together is more valuable then year’s apart

All the battle’s I’ve won all the wishes and fun

Have so little to do with my heart

Looking back at the nights together and the day’s I spent with you

Regardless of the sun, wind or weather

They were the best things I’d ever do

As early morn approaches and the cold of dawn has come

I pull my sweater tight around me

To remind me of where it came from

I am hoping you hold on to those moments not the fighting or the pain

In hope that we can make so many more of them

when you come home to me once again.