Can one heart go two separate ways, and still beat full of love?
Can one dream take me by the hand, where I'll float high above ?
The atmosphere that brings you near, where I can touch your hand,
collected feelings drain my soul, I do not understand.
Within his heart my name appears, and you say I love you,
I'm torn and twisted, losing ground, I don't know what to do.
The left side says to pull you near, and take your breath away,
the right side says to watch your step, be careful what you say.
for he who holds the bleeding key, will make his way to me,
Unchain my heart, from mass despair, and give me sympathy,
See I have cried for far to long, my eyes are drenched in pain,
while other's who seem to have it all, just stand there and complain.
The waiting, and the wondering, bares heavy on my heart,
who'll be here to to heal the wounds, and which one will soon part ?
I need to learn to grow again, to take flight past the moon,
and fly amongst the turtle doves, and watch them as the swoon.
With wings that glide on blowing winds, their free to take the ride,
envious to doubtless dreams, I watch from where I hide.
The time will come releasing truth, my heart upon a plate,
I only hope, for me to live, the time is not to late.
Written By
Sharon McCabe