Two lovers lost on the wings of time.
An eternity spent in search of happiness.
Forever living in today's hell.
When will their love be complete?
Their hands reach out and touch nothing.
Cries of despair float on endlessly.
Fear of the future keeps them withdrawn.
When will their love be complete?
Only one chance left for love.
A desperate outreach into the darkness.
Their hands touch coftly.
They have made their love complete.
A child's smile on a summer day
As the clouds float by in their lazy way
Soothes the soul to see that smile
To know that life is an endless cycle
Your life begins and will one day end
Filled with the loved, and lost, and occassional friend
But the children you have will be your life after death
Through them you will be given a second breath
See with their eyes the simple joys
The wonder and magic of playing with toys
Within their hearts Christmas lives on
And in their minds, Santa's not gone
On All Hallow's Eve they frolic about
Even though they know the monsters are out
If you can see in your heart that your children are you
Then to you once again the world will be new
Every time I go home,
one hundrend pound weights are taken from my back.
Any problems I have had in the time since I left
is removed and smothered by caring and love.
My heart is handled with surgeon's hands and returned to its former state.
Every time I leave home, a piece of my heart is cutaway and left behind to remind them of how much I love them.
Every time I return to school
my spirit soars with a freedom it has come to depend on,
and a freedom it is yet to discover.
