Why do we do it?
Why do we fall for
  The girls and the boys
   Over mountains
     Across oceans
      Through rivers
        And streams
And he loves her
  But she loves him
    And he doesn't care
     About anything but
       The silence
         And the solitude
           And the
             Word
We form triangles that
  Turn into squares that
    Make circles and
     We're all trapped in
       Roundabouts going
         Around and round
Always out of reach
  But not too far apart
   For our hearts
     To dream and
       Long and pine
         Of the possibility
And I weep for the broken
  Heart that won't break
And I die in this love
  That cannot die
And the knife in my back
  Is in my own hand
And a gun with no bullets
  Has shoot down the moon
And I'm drowning in this
   Endless breath that I
     Stole from a fool
       Who was dreaming
          Of you