Between The Lines

Between the Lines The lines we write are waves on a painted sea Countless horizons between you and me The staff of a song we will never complete Parallel, endless, never to meet Misunderstood, misspelled, misspent Lines we can’t write in letters unsent Riddled with unspoken pauses and sighs Wanting to read the truth in your eyes Between the lines our longing sleeps imprisoned Bound by iron bars of circumstance Between the lines my lonely heart is destined To never know the meaning of romance Endless, endless, this is an endless song