The Line Has Been Drawn

Stuck at life's crossroads, I measure my time once again;

I measure the depth, the love and along with it, the pain.

I hardly have anything to lose in love, yet I lose it like a beginner,

I see in vain, how everything slips through the gaps of my finger.

The more I try to cling on to those pieces, broken and torn

Halt! says a voice, the line has been drawn.

Stumbling along life's ups and downs, I am now at the edge;

Locked pains, buried tears...my heart, a key-less cage.

I look past your heart - to an older feel, to an earlier you,

Of loveless eyes, bitter words, of changes very few.

Yet something inside me craves for the words that are gone

Don't move any further, says he, the line has been drawn.

The need was mine, to be with you, to stand up for you;

Now, the need's over, and it's only me without you.

Your love's gone, a love that was never meant to be,

I stand a lonely self, a tired me...myself with me.

My heart still aches inside, every moment my love re-born

But I am a no one, reminds he, the line has been drawn.