How many ways are there to apologize,
So that you will know that I am sincere.
Knowing what it costs you each time you trust in me,
Each time you believe in me, each time you hope in me.
And yet, I find a foolish way to disappoint you,
To knock myself from the pedestal, to fall from your grace;
By words or by deeds.
And each time you trust me a little less, fear me a little more.
And my sorrow and regret reach such heights,
That my heart floats Ark-like in misery, pain, and self-hate,
With no safe haven in sight, no olive branch to be found.
From that drowning heart I beg, I plead…
Trust in me once more,
Believe that I am the bearer of the gifts that you seek.
Know that I will guard your sleep and battle your nightmares.
See that I am sorry, deeply, truly and very sorry,
And find it in your heart to try one more time.