A warm breeze is all that holds me on this empty, long, night,
embraced only by the cloud's shadows, feeling a deep need to write.
A thousand stars dance above me, as does a celestial blue moon,
their presence, my quiet comfort, but like you...they will be gone too soon.
I wonder what you are doing, who your with and where you are,
I'd sell my soul to know ... we were both wishing on the same star.
I was only looking for a little peace ... for something kind ...
and for just a little while, I believed ... you were that find.
I brought this on myself ... falling for my own fantasy,
now my heart breaks under the sudden weight of this cold reality.
I cant hold you to promises that you never made,
yet each passing second I find more of me that I'm willing to trade.
I don't wanna be like this anymore ... so emotional, needy and weak,
where am I supposed to go with this, you were the quiet comfort I seek.
I tried so hard to hold you, to make you want to stay ...
how poetically ironic the intensity of my need is what scared you away.
Alone again, I sit and hurt and wonder why ...
and I cry a tear ... for every star I see in the sky.
Only the moon sees me, he seems to understand,
come morn the sun will find me still here ... heart in my hand.
Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders
And it makes me want to touch you there.
And the light in your eyes makes me feel
Like there's something much better out there
And I know someday I might be looking around
Trying to find some purpose
Well purpose it can't be that hard to find
As long as I've got the wind...
The wind and your love to carry me.
[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 04-24-2000).]