THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS
Chasing rainbows That should have followed the rains Chasing love That again should have followed the hearts Chasing old love Because no new love came. All that I have been doing is chasing dreams without Love. What is it that to be in love? That which breaks you Or that which staggers you away from life? What is it that to be in love Pathways meet But seldom crossed. Chased love to realize That in vain the chase is on In pursuit of love. For the love that holds you doesn't make you chase. My heart aches When I remember you how I chase you for love For all that I remember is embers of lost love wearily and tirelessly