Brandon
Babyface
Trapped in a land all on your own
Looking for a path not yet followed
Sometimes its better that way
You venture to far and you get lost
Your heart ripped out by the lover
And the lover feels no pain
Why, why me what did I do?
Will I ever be able to find my way?
Who will find me amidst this Space?
But as I look to find a way out
I see I am not lost at all
I am with myself
Looking at myself
Seeing myself from the inside
And looking upon my soul
I see an unhealable wound
This pain cannot be beaten down,
Hidden or forgotten.
Does it even exist?
I cannot see this wound, so how do I know its there?
I know its there because if seeing where believing
Then I would not hurt.
__________________________
Copyright Brandon T
[This message has been edited by Brandon (edited 04-03-2001).]
Looking for a path not yet followed
Sometimes its better that way
You venture to far and you get lost
Your heart ripped out by the lover
And the lover feels no pain
Why, why me what did I do?
Will I ever be able to find my way?
Who will find me amidst this Space?
But as I look to find a way out
I see I am not lost at all
I am with myself
Looking at myself
Seeing myself from the inside
And looking upon my soul
I see an unhealable wound
This pain cannot be beaten down,
Hidden or forgotten.
Does it even exist?
I cannot see this wound, so how do I know its there?
I know its there because if seeing where believing
Then I would not hurt.
__________________________
Copyright Brandon T
[This message has been edited by Brandon (edited 04-03-2001).]