Rising Sun

I wasn’t certain of anything then
I didn’t know who I was just yet
Still a tiny light shone inside
It would lead me to what I had to find
I had to learn to be alone
I’d been told that so many times
I had to learn that lesson myself
I couldn’t turn to anyone else
I was searching for what I’d done wrong
But the answer was hidden inside me all along
I was fighting the urge to run
But there was nowhere to hide from the rising sun
I think with us, the timing was off
I wasn’t ready to give of myself
And you couldn’t be consistent at all
We were two people with good intent
But our execution was painfully bad
We tried to make it all okay
We tried to make it all go away
Can passion survive a balancing act?
Can two people truly forget the past?
And will I do a better job this time?
Will I know? Have I grown? Am I home?