Love in a one act play
Cannot be done that way
People and places move to fast
And move too far away
Actors on an open stage
Closed hearts, memories of yesterday
Does it, Does it have to be this way

Life is a one act play
The soul is an empty stage
Acts of the heart pass left to right
And move too far away
Writer turn another page
A lone actor plays on and on and on
Does it, does it have to close tonight

Love in a one act play
Backgrounds change, actors stay
People and places never last
And move too far away
Actresses open for the day
His heart, adding tomorrow’s past
Does it, does it have to end this way

© 1997 Tim D. Coulter Sr.