It's been too long, my friend.

Must my bitter heart you rend?

I thought I knew you then,

But you ran away again.

Why must you leave me now?
Did I take more than you'd allow?
I wish that I could vow
That we'd make it through somehow.

You don't want the world to know
What's behind the wounds you show.
I wanted us to grow
Far beyond our pain and woe.


Before me you now stand
Not reaching out your hand.
Why can't you love me and
Tell me that you understand.


I guess I'll say goodbye
And I'll try hard not to cry.
My bitter heart will be denied
But you'll forever be inside.

Captive by Paul Klee