maybe whoever he is will write my name in his heart making space there where he thought he had no room for
perhaps he will sing a song – one that he’d been humming but could never figure out
maybe it won’t hurt so when i’m all alone thinking of you
nights we drove chasing some new place stars and the universe waiting for us
in between you and him i’ll carve out space making peace with what is
each step i take along these mountain trails
rememberence of who i was, who i am, for you and for what will be.
perhaps whoever she is you’ll carve out space where you thought you had no room…
and where i could never fit
maybe you’ll sing a new song
perhaps we’ll never be…….