The problem with gum is
it loses flavor.
The problem with life is
it’s too much like gum.
That burst of sweetness,
that sugary rush
is gone before I know it.
So why do I bother?
Every time
I wish the taste would last a little longer.
But every time
I end up disappointed.
Oh, it never changes.
Love loses its passion
after a while.
Touch simply becomes touch
when once it was electric.
Saying I love you
starts to lose its meaning.
And kissing you goodbye
is just a daily ritual
My favorite song,
the one that once touched me with emotion.
I played it a thousand times
and ruined it forever.
Oh, it’s not the same again
The problem with gum is
it loses flavor.
The problem with life is
it’s too much like gum.
Written by Brian & Michelle Coombes © 2002 Coombes/Coombes