Two Different Directions

They say they love each other

I've no doubt they do

They say they'll always be together

That may not be true

They come from different places

Different points of view

They find themselves

In different spaces

Everything is all brand new

Two different directions

Too many different ways

One always on the road somewhere

The other one always stays

Too often unhappy

Too often on your own

When you are moving

In different directions

True love is all alone

Old stories start to surface

Patterns from long ago

And loving quickly turns to anger

For reasons they don't even know

The strongest heart can be broken

With one insensitive word

The deepest feelings remain unspoken

No one is seen and nothing heard

Two different directions

Too many different ways

One always wants to work things out

The other one wants to play

To ready for changes

To much that just can't wait

When you are moving in different directions

True love can turn to hate

If opposites attract each other

What's the reason for

One being like an open window

One just like a closing door

Two different directions

Two many different ways

One likes to see the morning sunrise

The other one sleeps in late

To many tomorrows

To many times too late

When you are moving in

Different directions

True love may have to wait

If you are committed to

Different directions

True love will have to wait