i discovered this
it’s not heights i’m afraid of
but falling from them
On being human…
i discovered this
it’s not heights i’m afraid of
but falling from them
might not miss you now
if you hadn’t held my hand
on that autumn night
scared, lonely woman
betrayed by the one she loved
question is, what now
no more excuses
your heart has the right answer
let it light your way
shaded by the oaks
even wild animals
know when to be still
heat of the moment angry words come rushing out hearts become hardened