Where do you start
How do you separate
the present from the past
How do you deal with all the thing
you thought would last that didn't last
With bits of memories
scattered here and there
I look around and don't know where to start
Which books are yours
Which tapes and dreams belong to you
and which are mine
Our lives are tangled like the branches
Of a vine that intertwine
So many habits that we'll have to break
And yesterdays we'll have to take apart
One day there'll be a song
or something in the air again
To catch me by surprise
and you'll be there again
A moment in what might have been
Where do you start
Do you allow yourself a little time to cry
Or do you close your eyes
and kiss it all goodbye
I guess you try
And though I don't know
Where and don't know when
I'll find myself in love again
I promise there will always be
A little place no one will see
A tiny part deep in my heart
That stays in love with you