There is no end to the ways you'll suffer
When you're not closed off to it
There is no end to the days you'll suffer
When you give love its power
When capacity for enormous good is a bad thing
And you want to love like it wouldn't be such a bad thing
There is no end to the lines that you'll cross
When you can't see them
There is no end to the shame that you'll bring
An orange that you skin
You want to protect what you won't defend
And that's the problem
I am my whole self when I come to him
And that's the problem
It's not a good thing
How do I say in a way that you can take at my word
I've been warned before, the fire still flickers in the bush
And history comes back again in the new way
And tells me now that it's okay to see a good thing
As a good thing
