The Note

Finding fault is never easy least

Of all when it's always yours

Just a fragment of a broken will

And a sentence from a note left on the floor

I never told you that I wouldn't leave you

I only said I couldn't go on

A stoic manner begets a fever which boils

Inside my dormant heart a lack of action betrays a purpose

That's fueled me from the very start

I never told you that I wouldn't leave you I only said

I couldn't go on and on and on I never told that

I wouldn't hold you I said I couldn't hold on

A fleeting moment in my lifetime creates a memory

That will never fade a change in passion much more

Than scenery creates a life that is never staid

I never told you that I wouldn't leave you

I said I couldn't go on and on and on

I never told you that I wouldn't hold you

I said I couldn't hold on but you never really wanted to know

I never told you that I wouldn't hold you I said I couldn't hold on

And on and on

I never told you that I wouldn't hold you

I said I couldn't hold on