Vārdi: John Denver. Two Different Directions.

They say they love each other
I?ve no doubt they do
They say, they?ll always be together
That may not be true

They come from different places
Different points of view
They find themselves in different spaces
Everything is all brand new

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always on the road somewhere
The other one always stays

Too often unhappy
Too often on your own
When you are moving in different directions
True love is all alone

Old stories start to surface
Patterns from long ago
And loving quickly turns to anger
For reasons they don?t even know

The strongest heart can be broken
With one insensitive word
The deepest feelings remain unspoken
No one is seen and nothing heard

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One always wants to work things out
The other one wants to play

Too ready for changes
Too much that just can?t wait
When you are moving in different directions
True love can turn to hate

If opposites attract each other
What?s the reason for
One being like an open window
One just like a closing door

Two different directions
Too many different ways
One likes to see the morning sunrise
The other one sleeps in late

Too many tomorrows
Too many times too late
When you are moving in different directions
True love may have to wait
If you are committed to different directions
True love will have to wait