Precarious

I look at the way things stand between us

And I can feel the balance has shifted

It’s so imperceptible that no one else can guess

That a little apart we’ve drifted

I look at the times we’ve shared and the way things are

And I sense a slight new awkwardness

We still talk and laugh and share

But there is that slight shift nonetheless

I know that you’re still a friend I can trust

And I can still feel the love and care

And this balance that has surely shifted seems unjust

I simply hope that it’s not a shift beyond repair

On the other hand...

I look at the way things stand between us

And I can feel the balance has shifted

It’s so imperceptible that no one else can guess

But it’s like the thin veil of doubt has lifted

I look at the times we’ve shared and the way things are

And I sense a slight new closeness

With a lot more ease we now talk and laugh and share

And I’m glad that we’ve made good progress

You’ve become a friend I can trust

And I can now feel the care and love

With you around, life doesn’t seem unjust

I simply hope that I won’t have to say to you the words above