Never letting go.

How do I let go of the river flow, that I  always wanted to know.  A smile that out shined the stars, a beauty with such a radiant glow.  That deserved a standing ovation, because  it always stole the show.
 A single rose blooming in a field of snow.  A voice that woke me from my dreams, that made my love grow.
A love that once made my heart beat fast, and now it beats alone in dark to the melody of the radio.

 I say I  can't  let go I can still feel her touch, yes I  love her,my heart speaks of her constantly and it could never be to much.  
 I  wonder to myself how does my heart still beats when it feels so crushed.   I have rose from the ashes, wiped  off the dust.
 I question myself at times is it love,  or is it lust. Or was it the magic of love, or is it us.
  I can't  let go, although I  want to, but I believe  in love more than I  do in giving  up.
And the thought of letting  go, makes true love seem so polluted and corrupt.  

My friends tell me man you can find another girl.  I say to them that's true. But I love her and  if  I can't have her here.
I will have her in another  world.   Where I  am the oyster and she's the pearl.
Where I am the planet and she's the twirl. Yeah I'm the nut and she's the squirrel.
 And they all laugh. Yes I  am the foot prints and she's the path. A world where I  am the bubbles, and she's the bath. A world  where she is the floating  and  I am the raft.  
 I am the wind and she is the blow. A world where she is the reason,  I am never letting go.