The End of the Affair

Once again, I've made the same mistakes

that I swore that I would never make again.

Our lives are not our own;

but in the recesses of my mind you've always been there.

I need a prophet with the right words

for this hollow sinking feeling

and I can't let go of moments still so new.

Who'd have thought that I would still fall for you

We've had other lives, so busy,

and suppressed a depth of tenderness,

that could lead us to a place we could not bare.

If we hold onto the flow of time

will the burden be too much for you to share?

I can feel the wind is shifting,

and I fear the spirit's breaking

though I know our souls are naked

and our pride has been stripped bare

But I've waited oh so long my love,

I can wait a little longer

I just pray it's not the end of the affair.

Now and then, I'll find you're on my mind

when I know full well the place and time is wrong

I sense I'm not alone;

and if we had world enough and time I might be stronger.

I'm in the right place at the wrong time

and my history's repeating

I can't ask you to stay unless you want to.

Believing will not make this dream come true

Here the wisdom's cold and empty

but emotions seldom simple, and

I just can't fall into line behind the band

If we're marching t'ards indifference

to a mystery that I still don't understand.

But still I feel the wind is shifting,

and I fear the spirit's breaking

though I know our souls are naked

and our pride has been stripped bare

Still I've waited oh so long my love,

I can wait a little longer

I just pray it's not the end of the affair.
Yes I pray it's not the end of the affair.

© 2007 McCallum/Montgomery
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