my foundation 
was rocked my tried 
and true way to deal 

was to vanish
my departures were old 
I stood in the room 
shaking in my boots

at that particular time 
love had challenged 
me to stay
at that particular moment 

I knew not run away again
that particular month 
I was ready to investigate 
with you

at that particular time
we thought a break 
would be good 
for four months 

we sat and vacillated
we thought a small time 
apart would clear up 
the doubts that 

were abounding
at that particular time love 
encouraged me to wait
at that particular moment 

it helped me to be patient
that particular month 
we needed time to marinate
in what us meant

at that particular time
I've always wanted for you 
what you've wanted 
for yourself

and yet I wanted to save 
us high water or hell
and I kept on ignoring 
the ambivalence you felt

and in the meantime 
I lost myself
in the meantime I lost myself
I'm sorry I lost myself am I

you knew you needed 
more time time spent alone 
with no distraction
you felt you needed to fly 

solo and high 
to define what you wanted
at that particular time love 
encouraged me to leave

at that particular moment 
I knew staying with you 
meant deserting me
that particular month 

was harder than you'd 
believe but I still left