I may have been
Unwilling to unlock my
Heart for you
But it’s been resting
In your hands all these
Years anyway
I may have been
Unwilling to unlock my
Heart for you
But it’s been resting
In your hands all these
Years anyway
I am over whelmed with failure
The lostness of wrong choices
And the pain of understanding
My imperfections
I am cured with hope
Hope that the tears I push through
Are worth it
Add one more day to the lonely pile
The sand
Stares back at me
Haunting
Taunting
They all build in mounds
Calling the time to their will
Catch the sun
And burn my feet
Reminding me
I stepped wrong
Lets
Stand
In the middle of a field
Under the dark sky
And the bright full moon
Lets
Stand
Towards each other
Its winter
And the cold has not left me from summer
There is an echo
And the heat surges up
But only lost out
Because with nowhere to find and stay
The cold will win
And remain