Is it love or is it lust
What is to become of us
This is not how I expected my life to be
But here we are, you and me
It's not the way things were before
We've both had our struggles, but never shut the door
It's all too familiar, yet totally strange
We've both gone through such immense change
We felt like one a few years ago
Now our souls don't seem to mold
Together in presence, but not in spirit
It's time we talk, even though you don't want to hear it
It easier for you to keep things the same
But I am too tired and restless to play this game
I don't think it's love
I don't think it's lust
I just think the "us" has turned to dust