No matter how hard I try
Things never turn out quite how I want
(Maybe I didn’t try hard enough.)
I think our messages are being mixed
Crossed over with delayed results
Like foreign mail, red and blue striped
(We are but a world apart.)
A cookie a forgotten gift
A planned date is only wishful
A promise set aside
(And we continue to live on.)
Our karma didn’t mean this for us
Otherwise it wouldn’t rain so hard
Over any wisp of moonlight scrounged up
(I’m sure we’ll meet up.)
A chance encounter
Unexpected visits in the sun
How nice it is to see you!
(What I really wanted to say…)
Maybe one of these days I’ll say it
No I’ll definitely say it
When I plan it
And it doesn’t turn out the way I planned.
No, things never turn out quite how I want
(But it’s not so bad…so long as you understand.)