We'll hit the keys and tap out feet,
a melody ringing way too far.
These city light right here
have become our stars.
We wish and wish on them until
we realize wishing isn't real.
Close your eyes, I'm there inside,
even if you cannot see.
I promise I'll be
better in time, if we can just keep walking.
Keep walking on this road we're on.
And if you keep on talking
until the first signs of morning,
then maybe tomorrow I'll be alright.
You arms have been there all along,
but really only in thought.
Am I wrong?
I've wanted and I've wish.
(I know, wishes aren't real.)
But you see I believe what I know I can feel.
I believe all too strongly,
but I'm firm where I'm standing.
I am out here, alone, with my beliefs
I am stranded.
Caged up on an island,
with my feet in the sand.
It's no home for the weary,
but it's just where I am.
There's no way to cross this ocean.
I can't walk on water.
I don't work miracles,
but yeah He does.
And I know He's looking down from above, asking
"Where are you going?"
Well, Im really not sure.
All I know is where I want to be,
and I know where we were.
Let's go back there
so I don't have to watch this fall down.
She's praying for something.
She falls on the ground.
And I'm watching him watch them
with such a mix of emotion.
All the pity and compassion,
in the middle of the chaos.
His eyes tell all the stories,
but her eyes tell something more.
And she knows where they're all going.
Yeah she knows it, I am sure.
I want to go right back to the beginning.
Can we rewrite this like a book?
A story, never ending. A pen, never empty.
And lives never at loss for
a smile from the inside.
But I think I'm seeing something;
And please, correct me if I'm wrong.
But she's out there somewhere, in her eyes.
Soon she'll be going, going.
Gone.
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