Years ago I would not have thought it could come to this.  Far apart and only a wish.  You see now how fun it is, to have your life like this.  Never knowing that I need a kiss.  Life like a picture, you are ready to paint, and all of a sudden it’s that glass you blew, a paper weight.  But it is so fun to let your love come undone with understanding hearts.  Here I am in the back of your mind, stored away till the end of time. But that is the price I have to pay when loving is lost, and eyes see through me.

J. MyOwn – 1980?