Leaving On A Jet Plane

And so the time has come for goodbyes
And the reality that floods
The occasion with its presence
Has diluted all reason
Has warped all sense of logic
And temporarily removed
The foundation of composure
I had sworn I would stand upon

I do not want to feel this way
I should be strong and masculine
Like they used to tell me to be
But tell that to my eyes
Or tell that to my knees
And they will merely respond with
Uncontrollable weakness and
Whimper at the very thought

So has some darker force conspired
To now throw obstacles along
This path once thought straight and true?
Forcing me to be penitent?
Or is it more simple..
Does emotion now run its course
Due to the inevitable consequence of friendship?

by Bob Oldfield

Comments (1)

Does emotion now run its course Due to the inevitable consequence of friendship? I will say ouch! ! ! to that one Bob, especially when friendship turns to more when friends should be as it stayed, liked the 'tell it to my' lines, maybe it is a good thing we do not always have full control, why it should be seen as a weakness in a man to cry as always baffled me, mind you I am talking as one who cries at Sleepless in Seattle Smiffy