Way of the World

The weatherman said this day will bring high winds and cold rain

Still I hesitated opening the door, as I got home that day

Your bags were packed, you said you were through, we got into a nasty fight

You left me standing alone in the kitchen with my tears in the moonlight

As I think to myself, is this all in vain?

But I have to have hope and believe through the pain

Seasons change we all know, love remains is not always true

As we struggle to hold on

Love slips through our hands, getting harder to see

That's the way of the world for you and me