Patterns



Falling into place



Words becoming sounds



Try to hide the changes in your face



We made our share of sunlight



Wouldn't listen to the rain



But morning came too soon



And took away the moon



Tomorrow there will be



Just me and patterns



Now it seems to be



The skies Are always those that hang around with me



I find myself avoiding



Silent feelings we have known



The songs that we have sung



Suddenly become



The string around my finger



That reminds me love has gone



Your words are kind



But eyes don't play



There's nothing more that you can say



Your footsteps down the hall repeat



The pieces fit too well



The pattern is complete