Cupids Trick

Dreaming of a time When I was yours And you were mine Subjecting the insignificant With a futile fervor Answer me & I’ll depart Away from you Into the dark Walking through a bog of indecision Lacking purpose, lacking vision Never certain where the dice will land Make believing I’m a man Supposing destiny will lend a hand I stumble into morrow Where my heart knows only sorrow Chasing fireflies Across the river Styx Searching for deliverance From unrequited love And Cupids tricks.