The Meadow

So can you tell me dear,
why do i fear?
When you tell me all is well.
Can you shed some light?
Tonight,
on why these things i hear,
seem to my heart so near.

There once was a place far away called truth.
And somewhere along the way we took a detour.
And now we are lost,
And at any cost,
we sell our secrets away.
Only to those who keep them safe from reality,
Only to be found out someday.

How fast do your tears dry?
When no one is around to see you cry?
And how come at night,
It seems only right,
when your lover lies to you,
and holds you tight.

But you don't really care for me,
because if you did.
You would have let me go,
when the heat melted the winter snow.