Every Year

I’ve been searching

Like a virgin

Uninspired by your smoke and lights

I’m just a man

And you’re a fire

That I can’t put out by myself

We’re going places

And going nowhere

Do I feel lucky?

Every year there’s a little less here

If commitment calls

And your life just stalls

Will you run like I have for years?

As we mature

We get tired

And we give up ourselves

Would you give up yourself?