Mary Go Round

Apologies, meaningless unsupported by actions.

Words, irrelevant from an unknown heart.

Promises, always end up incomplete.

To love your gifts just can't compete.

A liar by day, a lost soul by night.

Try to find a way to make love start.

But to break old habits, easier said than done.

When the nights won't go away and the days never stay gone.

Mary come and Mary go round.

A way of life that I have found.

But is it found or is it fear.

Life without love sheds no tears.

Lie by day, run at night, try to find a way tonight.

Probable cause to hold on tight.

Leaves too much fear of a sleepless night.

But actions of a known heart are completed gifts.

That if found turn Mary around.

No longer found, no longer feared.

Seems as though Mary is no longer hear.

Mary come and Mary go round.

A way of life that I have found.

But is it found or is it fear.

Life without love sheds no tears.

© JUMP INK PUBLISHING 

WRITTEN BY JOE PULLEY