Wednesday, January 17, 2007

I looked at my hands, they are so small
How could I ever change your ways?
My fingers short, soft, breakable
I could use them only to hide my face.

I looked at my feet, they are not fast
How could I ever run away?
Or is their purpose something else?
Am I supposed to stay?

I looked at my face, it seemed so scared
How could I show you strenght ?
Or should I always smile for you,
And have in all a little faith?

I looked at my heart, it's full of love
And always dries your tears
It gives such strenght to you, me both
Just stay and I'll let go of my fears

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

So tired of run-away trains
So confused, lost in decisions
The future is clouded, I start to pray
What's in tomorrow, in yesterday

Why can't I see what lies ahead
Why don't you send me signs?
The path I follow might be bad
And I have walked on it for miles

When will I stop going in circles
When will someone take my hand
To tear me out? someone who knows
Cause I'm falling down again

Where are my dreams?...so far away
Where is my laughter?...gone
What do I have to do today?
Could I handle it on my own?