The funny thing is I used to believe The problem Lied inside myself Like maybe
As the smoke lingered on her lips she wondered....of her lover where his words true? Did he mean the things he spoke of… Could it be real, could it be true…
Look maybe I don’t know don’t
Sexy machine pumping iron yet knew how to breathe worldly
Snowing here Just like when I was there with you when I met you the first time
Nothing quite brings me back to you like remembering that you’re there this is all
Sometimes we search for more answers when really it might not even matter the answer is–
There is no better feeling Than when you put everything into perspective You feel the lightness of your bod… and amazing happiness, elated
I’m not sure that anything is different but I am
You know realizing that I’m so beyond or maybe that I think I am beyond is the problem... I don’t really know, because I’m living it, so relax... I’m going to figure it out... I hope......
I was someplace Long ago Small town It’s all black & white They’re going
I see you I want you, to know to follow me, to follow
No satisfaction never solace in the midnight air walking I’ve lost
I could trust you but you won’t let me It’s easier to not care than it is to care The load has just
Love me for me for what you see in my eyes for who I am, for what I know and for what I don’t know accept me as I am