These tense shoulders give away more
I want to shelter you, protect you, but I know
I wish I could trade places with you
But this isn’t my fight
© January 19, 2005 Keri S.
Than what clouds in front of these eyes
I can’t stop thinking about you
No matter how hard I try, just how I’ve survived
There’s no way I can protect you from the truth
So I sit here and let my shoulders say it all
Rubbing tenderly into my heart and soul
Spare you just one moment of heartache
I’d stare Satan in the eye once again and fight for you
I’ve got enough fight left in me for you
...And I know it
My shoulders show it
And my eyes silently close
As I continue to hope and pray
That fear won’t win out one more day.