running around
to hold up the fort
which isn't used anymore
with the wonders seperating us.
My heart beats stronger
only harder everyday I
think of you
Pulling those long nights
almost seem numb
whipped every morning
not ready for gloom
I know the stretch is long
and uncertain from my way
but it all will curl up
with a pretty bow
I will live in harmony
with the people I care
whether others understand what I have done
I know that some people will
feel my touch
