Beauty in Goodbyes

Maybe there is beauty in goodbyes
Though it gets hard to see the reason why
I can't stop dreaming of your face
And tricky glimmer in your eyes

The way your pocket-picking fingers
Touch the corner of your lips
And when you're "hunting" on the dance floor
The sexy swagger of your hips

You make me melt inside and shiver
With the gentlest of your touches
It's hard to keep my head on straight
It's like my heart is being held in clutches

And every feather-light allusive touch
Is like another sudden squeeze
It's getting hard to concentrate
And I forget to think and breathe

It's taken me a while to see
And to connect those little dots
So, though my hands are shaking bad
And gut is tied in knots

I'm brave enough to take the risk
To find where this may lead
And overstep the boundaries
On which we silently agreed

I lean in close, you meet me half way
And cup my cheek as in my soul you stare
It feels so great that if I died right now
I'm not sure I'd really care

Inside my heart I bid my farewell
To all the masks, regrets and lies
I guess, that someone's right after all
There is beauty in goodbyes