Slippery Hope

Coz we're like two writers afraid of papers Two singers with stage scares Or maybe I am the mouth of the dog If you're my tail Around and round I chase you to ground And perhaps you're Shakespeare nervous of criticisms And Poseidon's heir With fear to sail If love's enough and everything Why can't it be our glue Or help us sing Until our second verse Can at least lull our ending You said it now and I can't help it My walls were crumbling down Your words were such wonder And they left me hanging and tender But we're two lovers Afraid of holding tight With their echoes that hovers Shrouding shadows in our sight And so together we can't be Far apart like shores of sea