He’s a Soda Can
This man is a soda can...
I love it when you say you like my smile,
When you tell me I look cute, it's got me feelin...
Riveting hope arose again.
Oh heavens I felt this same gaze again...
My growing pains started at age three.
They've never stopped...
You Found Me
I was in broken pieces, scattered...
How did you get to be so pretty?
And to control my heart...
Tell me about your dreams,
Their reach so distant for me it seems...
I wasn't looking when you found me
down and out in darkness, in spiral...
Sometimes the moon will speak to me
Just as you do with words...
Dreams don't lie, they paint the sky,
With hope and grace...
Your fingers
Drag across my skin...
You spin me around until I can barely breathe.
Let's lay and let the rain wash us clean...