She wants a promise I intend to
keep. There's more to her and eye than meets
the I and it's us. I'd like to make
her that promise, but something
nothing or everything
holds me back and keeps her and I-
holds us back and keeps me-
holds me back and keeps us-
waiting.
Drenched because she pours her heart
out to me, and I know she sees right through me.
I intend, I intended, I was
a star blazing across midnight, across twilight-
Fierce, brilliant, unforgettable.
The star left a dusty trail of empty.
So did I, I didn't want to.
There are no rainbows beyond this rain,
no promises I intend to make for keeps.