It’s a separate love
that walks through my heart
than the one that keeps me tame
It’s a separate life
that lives inside of me
that takes me places I should not be

It’s a separate time
that the beat must hear
to know that you are near
But there are no separate lives
Only yours and mine
And this one we keep inside

It’s a separate flower
that has begun to bloom
that we cannot let run
into the morning sun
It’s a separate room
Where the blossom hides
And it takes me where
I’m not there
And you’re not there
And we don’t care
It’s a separate love

And I feel that way
And I feel it today
I’m not there
And your not here
And no one can be
More than it is to me
And when I need you
And it is for me
That you’re not where
We could, we would
It’s a separate love
© 1997   Tim D. Coulter Sr.