Soul
2006-09-03
In the silent pain of the night,
I find that i?m not alone,
so many others know the words,
but yet to have shown their hearts,
I know shes making a mistake,
but how do I tell her this,
I know that life is twisting,
turning, thriving, but how do you
stop it from killing,
and as the tears come,
tears of pain, of joy,
of love, so close, so far.
All I think is her,
the one that?s not mine,
and how I wish she would be,
the sullen heart that lies within...
Instead of this other one,
that is only interested in...
and I let go, and I am free,
for the moment, I am me.
And I sing in my heart,
oh wonderful world,
do you see this, my words,
thoughts, feelings, my soul.
James O. Stewart