I lie here tonight and gaze at the sky,
Depressed, all alone, and wondering why.
I look up and see a break in the clouds,
revealing blue sky amidst all the shroud.
It’s shaped like a heart, and though strange it may seem,
the heart’s upside down, revealing this dream:

A heart is love’s symbol, and also its crown,
and shows us deep meaning when turned upside down.
What I see now confirms all my fears,
I see two drops of blood, or two painful tears.
Romantic love is more than a game,
for if this you play, you’re bound to have pain,
And not just yourelf, but the other as well,
for the twin drops I see, the future fortell.
Romantic love will always hurt,
So carefully you must determine the worth
Of the one you want to have in this game,
and decide if they’re worth the blood, sweat and pain.

So what of the clouds and my seeing the sky?
A symbol of hope from someone on high?
The hole that I saw, I’m saddened to say,
Was just a dark cloud, promising rain.
There’s no silver lining, there’s no happy end,
Love upside down is the loss of a friend.

So how do I solve this problem supreme,
And turn this deep nightmare into a dream?
I do what I know, my only relief,
I run long and hard to escape from my grief,
But wherever I go, love’s bite reaches me,
It hunts and attacks and destroys all I see.
Physical pain is only a ghost,
compared to what love does to its host.

So now here I am, at the end of the ride,
I have nowhere to go, I’m closed in on all sides.
I look to my left, and then to my right,
I’ve run and I’ve run, now there’s nowhere to hide.
I tried giving up, I tried being “Bad,”
But only delayed the problems I had.
I cannot go North, or South, East, or West,
I cannot go down, I cannot just rest.
There is one more thing, which I should have done first,
That’s to look up to God, before worse became worst.

So I lift up my eyes, and finally see,
that love can be perfect, and God is the key.
‘Cause God is the source of untainted love,
He proved it when He sent His Son from above.
Jesus came down and died for us all,
And showed us what love is once and for all.
Sure love takes work, all good things do,
But it always pours freely, from God, into you.

Romantic love is tainted; there is no cure,
But God’s love is always perfect and pure.
Somehow I knew about this all along,
But I was too busy singing sad songs.
But now that it’s clear, I’ve one thing to do,
I must trust in God, and walk with Him too.
He promised me, “All will work out for good,”
If I love Him and do what He tells me I should.
It may not be easy, it may not be free,
But it’s the least I can do after what He’s done for me.

April 7th, 2005

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