The things we have in common are

Feelings we repress

I find you in the darkness

Where lightness means less

And times when we're in need of touching

Are when tears could get there before

We are walking with pain

When we've seen people we adore

When?

Why?

Where?

When?

The things we're calling secrets

Are usually the way in

We go to sleep with the knowledge

That each mind has sins

Why?

Where?

When?

Times when we are lifted

The fall feels so high

We cry over beauty

It hurts to smile

My way is your way

Your way is mine

My way is your way

And your way is mine