Push the darkness aside

Push the darkness aside

The weeping willow sits in the night

Can you hear its cry

As a broken winged butterfly searches for solace in its leaves

A path is still lit up with moonbeams

I see we aren't made for each other after all

He never heard me call

he wouldnt still be with her

he would be serious with me

Instead the love I thought was real

Is just a figment of the imagination

I need to heal

from the fantasy and fascination

I try to search a new

He looked good with his chiseled muscle and sun glass

When I went closer in the profile Alas!

I didnt find him cute

Is the point of searching still good

Here the connection we already lose

Still I have to keep on searching online

As this weeping willow sits in the dark night

Can you hear her cry

Trying to push the darkness aside.