I hear these words flowing to my ears
My throat gets tight as my heart grips in fear
Fear for not being able to discern
That everything I do is to earn
Some kind of pleasure from my head to my toes
Even when I claim my love for you flows
The love that flows is a self-serving fact
As we convince ourselves it’s a genuine act
But all in all it’s a chance to climb and see
Above all the hatred between you and me
A chance to love like we’ve never known
A chance to be like natures love which to us is all that’s shown
