Wishing This Was Nowhere

Shall we go somewhere, will we meet somewhere? Am I the one you saw, is this the face you showed? I'm wishing this was nowhere, just like you're searching elsewhere. While the hills sang the rain song I built a home in my heart And when the river rang its laughter You wrote your masterpiece... Our minds soared into the depths Of a sky that wielded dark secrets Of power over one another- Of beauteous collapses of identities, Of never weary desires. Why didn't the frost dampen your words And why was my sewing filled with flowery fragrance? Why did our separate beds make so much warmth And our silence such joyous chatter? When you were asleep, I kissed your toes Woke you up to your coffee, Paid to our pension plan And worried over your corns... But there's a hollow in my stomach My day's work does not fill it Nor my night, busy with dreams. There's a hole in my soul- Your wordy yarns don't patch it My perfect stitches cannot darn it... Shall we go somewhere Will we meet somewhere Am I the one you saw Is this the face you showed I'm wishing this was nowhere Just like you are searching elsewhere!