Crazy little thing called love

Love is a complicated thing. Innit just!
Or maybe it’s just me.
Maybe it’s all the rest around me and then, maybe not.

I wish I could look into a crystal ball and save you, and me, from pain.
Find love again knocking out on our door, on my door.
I see the sadness in your eyes, the shine of hope, the wondering mind, the tense heart and I cannot stop feeling, thinking or fearing … I cannot make you happy, I cannot give what you need, what you want, wish, dream. Not me.

The Moon Goddess advises me to go with the flow on this one.
Go with the flow, not quite me, but I guess I ought that to you, to us, to me.

The truth …Yes I´m watching you ...