Dagger and a Rose

There’s something moving in the air tonight.
There’s something about you,
like a child’s eyes dancing by the candlelight.

When I am with you, are you really there?
Those eyes of yours are like a hard smack,
tangled with an evening stare.

No there’s no road too hard for me to ride.
And there’s no mountain too hard for me to climb.
But, there’s something about you too hard for me to know.
How can there be love, with a dagger and a rose?

There’s something fallen from the sky tonight.
These nights I read you like a blind man,
begging just to see some light.

Just like a shadow floating through the air.
This passing time is like a warm breeze,
searching for what isn’t there.

No there’s no road too hard for me to ride.
And there’s no mountain too hard for me to climb.
But there’s something about you too hard for me to know.
How can there be love, with a dagger and a rose?

Well, it can never be easy.
It can never be easy.
Don’t let it go.
Please don’t let me go away.
Away…

The night has ended, now it’s time to fly.
To make you hate me makes it easier,
easier to say goodbye.

Cause there’s no road too hard for you to ride.
And there’s no mountain too hard for you to climb.
But there’s something about me that you could never know.
Don’t it make you wonder just how far we’d go?

Now it will never be easy.
It will never be easy.
Don’t let it go.
Please don’t let me go away.
Away…

© Robert Brown Fulford, IV

Just a peek at lyrics from his book of poetry,
Cold & Gray: When days seem like years, and years feel like days.