listen If I apologised it wouldn't make it all unhappen wouldn't make the darkness go away If I apologised it wouldn't mean I was forgiven wouldn't mean you wanted me to stay But it's a dream when you seem to be walking into the sun we're on first unrehearsed and we still don't know what we've done so we don't say anything. If I apologised I don't suppose you'd even notice even though I'd whisper it inside If I apologised we could be the perfect couple Well we could, but only in my mind but if you ask for the mask then we're stumbling on through the dark But we wait it's too late And we only had to be asked so we don't say anything. It couldn't hurt to try it It couldn't hurt too much to try It's there beyond the quiet it couldn't hurt too much to fly...

"though the love song comes in many guieses.... they all address God. For it is the haunted premise of longing that the true love song inhabits" "i believe the love song to be a sad song, for it is the noise of sorrow itself" "we all experience within us... (some portuguse word, which means) an inexplecibable longing; an unamed and enigmatic yearning of the soul." "longing is the desire to be transported from the darkness into light" "the love song is the light of God, deep down, blasting up through our wounds" "the love song must resonate with the whispers of sorrow and the echoes of grief. the writer who refuses to explore the darker regions of the heart wil never be able to write convincingly about the wonder and the magic and the joy of love. for just as goodness cannot be trusted unless it has breathed the same air as evil - the enduring metaphor of Christ crucified between two criminals comes to mind here - so within the fabric of the love song, within its melody, its lyric, one must sense an acknowledgement for its capaticty for suffer."