My Confessions to You

BY DAVID DONAHUE

The Earth as it spins

Reaches out for the Northern Winter

Longing for the colder weather

The frost settles in so suddenly

So soon

It buries down my thoughts

Except for wants bundled up with you

In your room

 

Why do I find myself in the Fine Art City?

The smoggy air is no match

For the perfect wake you leave behind

Nor does it make up

For the lack of grains of sand in my carpets

Why would anyone want to make a future living out here?

 

Of all the realities in life I could choose from

None would be better than the ones I'd spend with you

The miles between here and my dreams are always far too long

Somewhere along the way I hope someone asks if something's wrong

You know the letters of love we used to send

Were never truly enough for holding onto

And the Sun doesn't rise among less clouded skies

Still there is a certain lack of feeling of sand beneath my soles

 

How do you breathe so casually?

If my heart is like the core of the Earth

And you've got that stopped

Don't you think I'd fall into the Sun?

I search the night sky for the brightest stars

Yet somehow nothing has got you beat

It's something about your irises

And the way they pull me in with a bluish ember

 

Kinda like when we walked along the shoreline at dawn

These thoughts started forming in my head

And soon enough they were fossilized

Don't you know how many confessions

I've got locked away in myself?

By now I should erupt like a supernova

 

Of all the realities in life I could choose from

None would be better than the ones I'd spend with you

The miles between here and my dreams are always far too long

Somewhere along the way I hope someone asks if something's wrong

You know the letters of love we used to send

Were never truly enough for holding onto

And the Sun doesn't rise among less clouded skies

Still there's a certain lack of feeling of sand beneath my soles

 

So this is it

A bouquet of flowers on February Fourteenth

I think I'd rather be stuck with

A bitter December early morning

And harness more moments of us as autumn lovers

Can I take you back to that?

To hand in hand on the beach

Before the waves wash away our footsteps?

 

You'll never know what it's like

For me to hold your embrace

With arms wrapped around so tight

I can barely respond to the words

You speak so softly

Like a lossless gold

You're a livelihood I've waited for

I've wanted you so

How can I say I want you more?

 

Of all the realities in life I could choose from

None would be better than the ones I'd spend with you

The miles between here and my dreams are always far too long

Somewhere along the way I hope someone asks if something's wrong

You know the letters of love we used to send

Were never truly enough for holding onto

And the Sun doesn't rise among less clouded skies

Still there is a certain lack of feeling of sand beneath my soles

 

If every hour we fly

Sixty-six thousand miles through space

In orbit around a star whose radiance

We can't relate

My heart is strewn out

Like stardust within the Milky Way

Let it encompass you

 

And while I'm at it

Let me tell you one more thing

Because I don't know anything more precious

Than the times I share with you

You're an eternal sunrise

With a comet's impact on my soul

And I could bleed my love for you