Her love comes from a place of mystery
natural, but not of this world
She taps her foot in time to
a song that only she can hear
and cries sometimes at nothing
Her love doesn’t live with other love
Her love lives alone
Sometimes she can see it
high in the sky
above even the stars
Her love is a moving target
Some things she remembers never were true
Other memories have surrendered to time
Memory’s loss is love’s gain
Her love goes into places
normally hidden by fear
and sees the beginning and end
of everything
Her love makes her laugh
Words & Music by Mike Power 