
For many months we’ve grown apart
we’re not where we should be
Inflicting wounds at every turn
a broken family
Each day another raging storm
we both look at the door
Barrage of accusations made
the fabric rips some more
Our souls are wounded deep inside
a crack can now be seen
There isn’t very much that’s left
this all seems so obscene
We’ve got to try and work this out
I know that love’s still there
We’ve got too much invested now
I know we both still care
All rights reserved © 2012 Jon Arno
All rights reserved © 2012 Jon Arno