If no one told you who wrote these words
Would you know it was me...and even if I never
Rhymed, would you know it was poetry
Sometimes it seems hard to see who we really are
In each other's eyes...one may try to make the other
Smile but instead cause them to cry...or one may think
They will make the other laugh but instead
The other breathes a heavy sigh
Why do we plan for the future but bring the past into
Today? How can we even look forward to something
When we're looking back the other way
Hey... do you understand what I am trying to say
Listen to me with your heart, not your fears
Let the only thing that scares you about me is how long
You'll have to wait until you are in my arms once more
If I open myself to you, don't stand there focusing on the door
Just walk inside
And if I can see into you, what's the point of trying to hide
If the river is running too fast, too deep, and too wide, instead
Of trying to wade through it straight through, let it take you
Downstream where I can meet you by the sea and catch you there
These words are just words
But they can only move you
If you know that I really care