Lost In The Translation

hold the phone,
but don’t hold your breath,
this is not a test,
it’s not a question,
of what I feel for you…

oh, and I’m sorry too,
did we get too far,
too far to return,
to the way things were…

but remember
those nights I spent in your arms,
feelings so wonderful,
I wonder where they’ve gone.

so tonight,
when I look you straight in the eyes,
and conversation runs dry,
and I see nothing,
nothing…

and I know,
you would never hurt me,
the way I hurt you…