Not that I can’t
but I simply won’t
until you can
then I shall...

I love you too much
and that’s certainly a crime
because you don’t love me as much
and that’s my punishment.

hand in hand
our feet sinking in sand
whilst on the beach we stand
the cool breeze lulling us into dreamland

but it’s not a dream
we are not on live stream
i see in your eyes the same gleam
as a silver sea kissed by the moonbeam

how to love
how to hate
you taught me both

one was a knife cut through  
two is a dream come true
three will be a pretty hot stew
four - now that’s far too many boo

i prayed for sunshine
but all i got were storms
were i patient enough
i’d have seen the rainbow

Just like good times
bad times end too