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I only engage in you
when I wanna be held
when I wanna be quieted
I seem to tune into you
when I'm desperate to be enveloped
in heartache, delighted
lullabies are all the time
when I sacrifice my fear
I'm tired of judging what you do
when it's me who's unclear
daydreaming that I'm where I'd like to be
that I don't get jealous cuz I thank God I am me
pretending that I don't need to be loved
and love in return
that I'm whole in my cozy tunnel home
I'm thinking I'll get to you
when the sun glazes over my view
in the right way
I'll feel my soul elevate
in an age old of a state
but your hands are warm and true
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