...in so deep.

It's clearly my curse.
To be so unrealistic...
To think everything can fall in place so easily.
I'm not grasping the effect.
You see the truth in this virgin,
You know the hardships of this soil,
You see the world consumed in sin,
And how this love COULD spoil.

Yet, here I am...hearing (but not listening) what you
t h i n k is our fate,
I listen to my heart...telling me this could work...
Despite the distance...our love COULD operate.

"...me and you BELONG. Racing the earth..."