This is not a love song
(Where have they all gone)
The once true love can’t be denied
(Yet always thrown to the wayside)
No comfort  from what I hold on to
(Nothing more than a shadow of you)
Grasping at straws to find the gold
(And I’m feeling so damned old)
Platitudes of love running miles
(Same old lines within the smiles)

It all comes down to how long
I can hold my breath
Sinking to new depth
Floating to where I must begin
And learning anew how to swim

This might be a love song
(Though I can’t say for how long)
Uncertain of any direction
(Reaching for any connection)
So many voices calling
(Yet still I feel I’m falling)
I may still cling to this belief
(Though I might find no relief)
Perhaps there is still some chance
(Might find some new romance)

It all comes down to how long
I can hold my breath
Sinking to new depth
Floating to where I must begin
And learning anew how to swim

[Bridge]

This will be a love song
(Swim our way through the throng)
If we’ll ever find forever
(Alone as always and yet never)
Making our way to come together
(Finding our way from wherever)
Spinning circles, floating endless
(Fleeing from this loneliness)
Someday we just might meet again
(To finally hold on to each others’ hand)

It all comes down to how long
I can hold my breath
Sinking to new depth
Floating to where I must begin
And learning anew how to swim