The shadow of love isn't just found in dark spaces.
It's found in a sea of familiar faces
who stretch out their arms for a quick slap of the hand
but disappear in waters like a single grain of sand
The shadow of love isn't just found in corners.
It's found in the exterior of misguided mourners
who happen to harbor ulterior motives
and escape with no goodbyes like late locomotives
The shadow of love isn't just found behind you.
It's found beneath the smile of those you've been unkind to
who harbor resentment but seek only your favor
and would wish for your misfortune,
pretend to be your saver
The shadow of love is all around us.
So it may be too easy to get caught in the fuss;
because once that happens
who's to say
if you or I knew true love anyway?