Happiness, grief, anger, love,
I have felt it all,millions of times.
Where in me do these feelings live?
I see you and smile broadly,or so I think.
For when I catch my face in the mirror,
no muscle has twitched.
So was it a dream, or
can my heart smile?
Feelings are aplenty.
They run wild through my heart
to my head, leaving a bittersweet trail,
of some sniggles, sniffles and some ruins.
They are wasted, for words fail to voice them,
yet I have put it all up for the raving and the rants.
If you could only read my eyes...
I am a creator weaving psychedelic
patterns of love, smiles and laughs
out of a mere hug.
I am a magician conjuring up
paradises out of the ruins.
See my heart.
The tears will not fool you.
Read my eyes.
My smile will not fool you.
My world is a wilderness,
clothes fail to cover my soul.
Walk with me long enough,
you will sense my heartbeats in my shadow.
I have felt it all,millions of times.
Where in me do these feelings live?
I see you and smile broadly,or so I think.
For when I catch my face in the mirror,
no muscle has twitched.
So was it a dream, or
can my heart smile?
Feelings are aplenty.
They run wild through my heart
to my head, leaving a bittersweet trail,
of some sniggles, sniffles and some ruins.
They are wasted, for words fail to voice them,
yet I have put it all up for the raving and the rants.
If you could only read my eyes...
I am a creator weaving psychedelic
patterns of love, smiles and laughs
out of a mere hug.
I am a magician conjuring up
paradises out of the ruins.
See my heart.
The tears will not fool you.
Read my eyes.
My smile will not fool you.
My world is a wilderness,
clothes fail to cover my soul.
Walk with me long enough,
you will sense my heartbeats in my shadow.