Talking About Hope

The last of sunlight seems to speak

And it cuts between us now like borders

And from these new countries the lines are weak

And we no longer hear each other

But I know my name

And I know your name

And I’m not talking about hope

And I’m not talking about fire

I’m just trying to make sense of this desire

So put your hand on my head

And put your hand on my heart

And please don’t tell me you can’t tell them apart

I fell in love with you again

But I don’t know how to tell you of it

Through the distance now to then

I still see the dark that you lit

And I know my name

And I know your name

And I’m not talking about hope

And I’m not talking about fire

I’m just trying to make sense of this desire

So put your hand on my head

And put your hand on my heart

And God don’t tell me you can’t tell them apart

We’ve finally figured it out

And it’s not meant to make sense

It’s just meant to be said in present tense

So in the spirit of that

I’m in love with you now

And if you want we can show each other how

Let’s show each other how