The little lies,
That brings the tears
to lovers' eyes.
"I love you",
yes,
this I know,
but it takes more
than words to show,
that which heals
and makes us grow,
I want to free us
from the snow.
As I am shut out,
I will,
fight and shout,
I won't go still.
I shall rant and rave until,
you find my words
so very shrill!
My love for you,
so very strong
that I will just
be pulled along,
like a fish right
on the hook,
I'm a dusty
open book.
Hear me whine
and hear me plead!
Can you not
hear my soul sing?
Tell me
what...
is happening...
and listen
is happening...
and listen
to my pleading rings.
