my foundation was rocked my tried and true way to deal was to vanish

my departures were old I stood in the room shaking in my boots

at that particular time love had challenged me to stay

at that particular moment I knew not run away again

that particular month I was ready to investigate with you

at that particular time



we thought a break would be good for four months we sat and vacillated

we thought a small time apart would clear up the doubts that were abounding

at that particular time love encouraged me to wait

at that particular moment it helped me to be patient

that particular month we needed time to marinate in what "us" meant



I've always wanted for you what you've wanted for yourself

and yet I wanted to save us high water or hell

and I kept on ignoring the ambivalence you felt

and in the meantime I lost myself

in the meantime I lost myself

I'm sorry I lost myself….i am



you knew you needed more time time spent alone with no distraction

you felt you needed to fly solo and high to define what you wanted

at that particular love encouraged me to leave

at that particular moment I knew staying with you meant deserting me

that particular month was harder than you'd believe but I still left

at that particular time