wind swept whispers

I remember you...the long road taken...intentions unmistaken.
It was a long wild ride and I thought you were on my side...
such sweet lovemaking shared...the passion that was there...
real in the most surrealistic form...it was otherworldly and so warm

It was too real to not be real...to come and go and say don't feel...
did you get tired? Did we get old? Why did you always come and go?
So many answers i will never know...like why you always held me here...
In heart and soul when I would disappear...use tender lies to keep me...

Now the sky is falling as I look tiredly up and unconcerned...
Should I be scared or what...I'm used to the blues and I am strong...
Strange how strength is born of life going wrong...You cannot break me
as the wind is my friend...I tremble maybe...but will only bend.

I never break...a coward I'm not...I love too deeply...honest to a fault.
I put myself out there...love, for you...even knowing you lie,
a strange thing to do...but less than honest is not brave
and bravery is needed to keep this love lie from the grave...

now I stand on this hill alone, by a broken pine as a dry stream blows....    on a sultry day and dismiss your face...and the love that wasn't love...    that fell from grace...the tears don't roll...they burn within...
I stand alone...this lost child...swept away by the whispering wind...