The web of love
Entangles us like little flies

The connections we make
With souls who live
Close to us
Trap us
Capture us

Once in a while
We must leave our web
It hurts to go
It’s hard to fly

Then we are caught
In another web
A new web of love

From web to web
We go, we fly

Each time we leave,
we take some of the love
With us

April 6th, 2003