It Might Be Me That Makes Things Happen

She must be patient
She is tired, worn
Feeling lost, lonely
But yet trapped
and too crowded
She knows all too well
where she is
who they are

She walks along the narrow
The cold, dark eyes consume
Always consumed by the passion
Slow in holding onto that
Fire, she calls, the warmth
A natural disaster
What dreams
And then tears
What learned
And fear
of all

After the fire
Comes the draught
The dream ends
But never does
Never stop, girl
You will always be protected
Because you are so loved
So Desired
The eyes that meet you
find it hard to forget you
Do what to who...
They all love the way
But fear the intensity

Could I create the storm
and feel enough
to make the rain pour
Does my PASSION make
the wind blow
Can a love of mine
make flowers bloom

I feel clearer now
I spoke to him
he said he wanted to
But the confusion troubles him
And I cannot say I would
be here waiting
or if it's there to
even wait for
He has always loved me
and I cherish
his presence

My life is what
must be
And understand
I am not
just one
but many thoughts

And it all comes down to that
Hope, Dreams, Desire
These things I know
but still unsure
Surely there will be
a meaning
a life
a love
and all along
It was ME
All they did was enter my day
and so change me for all
all things connect
make sense eventually

I will see you all again.




Written circa 1999