Before The World Turned Around

I misplaced my love
and I went out to try to find it
somewhere in the tangents
of my mind
in a land where opportunities
are offered up to strangers
love may be a tangled
ball of twine

I almost thought I saw it
standing by the overpass
with a bundle up of blankets
and a tent
but by the time I got there
it had gone to other places
and nobody could tell me
where it went

I sent out a search party
good at what they did
scouring the
countryside for clues
but they came back empty handed
and what was I to do
I was left with
just an empty pair of shoes

so I put up posters
on every public surface
in a radius of miles
around the town
I used that picture of you in ireland
so high above the ocean
in the days before
the world turned around

finally I found that
my love was still inside me
that it had been there
all along
so now I’m trying to find you
to tell you the news
sorry that it took me
so long

so if you get this letter
if you ever hear my story
please don’t misinterpret
my intent
all that really matters is to
find what’s been lost
it doesn’t really matter
where it went