Across Five Aprils

I don't know how the days escape leaving nothing in their wake. Except
the taste of regretting yesterday. I thought about the tears your cried and
the miles that you drive. Just for me, just to see if I'm alive and breathing.
So far, so good, so what happens to us now? Something about the way
you looked at me tonight. Make me wonder what is going on. Will it be this
way tomorrow? Soak the sun but not for very long. I want the morning to
burn. If this is a game then I'm losing clearly. The way you looked at me
tonight I could have died. Makes me wonder what is going on. Will it be
this way tomorrow? Soak the sun but not for very long. I want the morning
to burn. Something about the way you looked at me tonight. Sometihng
about the way you look when I'm paralyzed by your eyes.