For What It's Worth to Me

I miss you, isn't it strange
To stay there for so short a week
And suddenly find the people you need
Are so close in sight my hand touched your minds
It opens my eyes for what you may hide

I felt you and you felt my needs
To love you, be loved as I am
(and almost too late we've been as we were)
How symbols could speak the Tarot cards proved
And I chose the Hermit, the Moon as his wife
I barely could offer you more
Was it wrong to believe I could open my heart
And let you all in to get to know me

I miss you, we didn't waste any time
We fought there to be without lies
And always too late I know who I am
It opens my eyes for what I may hide
I loved you quite frankly and she knows I did
We talked through the night and slept
Did I make a mistake to believe we were fit
But I needed you then to hide in your arms

I miss you, the cold breaks me down
I need you for the warmth you could give
It opened my eyes for what it's worth to me