An Afterword

If you would let me hold you
The nights would never be this cold
If morning has it's romance and midday has demands
If I could rest my head forever in these fragile hands
If evening has it's moments...If you can keep a secret from me
Then I can tell you things that youd not believe
If I could write a letter and sign it with your blood
And send it with the truest of intentions my love
If breathing was this easy, intentions would be lost
To hold a conversation with a voice that cuts so soft
If breathing was this easy...