My Reluctant Heart

has it all come down to this?
when was the last time i knew bliss?
was it sometime while reading that book?
when my character stopped to take a second look?

the story unfolds but the script i have written
and things unsaid do not really remain hidden
somewhere in this winter is a fire that died
i tried to keep it going oh i really tried

how to love another i think i simply forgot
more than that maybe i just never knew
my heart of shadow some say i am simply lost
i try to love but love knows me not

still i will find my way back to you
for even the blind beggar has a cup and a staff
so when every constellation falls leaving the sky darkest blue
just look to the ground and the stars will form a shining path