I am in foreign turf, soaked right down to my underwear. The rain in this part of the country is something else. It comes long and hard.
Pain is the deep ache in the center of my left palm, sometimes it’s both.
When you go into that dark place that makes you sad, that makes you mad, my world gets a little dark . A shadow lies heavily on me and I cannot shake it off until you come out.
Everybody sees that . It shows from the way I talk. The things I do.
When you go to that dark place that makes you sad, I want to be the ray of light that draws you out.
I want to be the one that makes all the pain go away.
I want to be the one that will make you want to smile again
I want to be able to make you want to stay happy, see your world as colorful
If you wouldn’t let me, if you can shut the door in my face, then maybe I’m not the one for you
If you wouldn’t let me, maybe I’m not the great love of your life
Maybe I should let you find her, because you need her .
Because you need the sunshine on your dark days .
But then again, maybe not?
I’m selfish that way.