I see something in you that I have never seen before,
I’ve felt it, but I have never seen it
And every day, it grows in me, this love,
The one everyone speaks of freely, in a way that cheapens it,
I don’t even want to call it love anymore,
Because I know what I feel is new, and different from what little minds describe
Something that only the soul has sung about,
It is freedom, fun, passion, acceptance; it is true connection with another being.
If you want to call it love, you better honor it with the respect and distinction it deserves.
I find myself lost when I open my eyes,
Lost in lies that I have helped create, just by going along,
Earlier I said I have felt it,
I felt it in a dream I knew I was having,
And in that dream I thought, this is something I will never experience while awake,
I learned to distinguish real from fake,
At least in my dreams
With you, I feel it while awake,
I can close my eyes and feel it, and in feeling it, my heart hears it in your voice
All this time I’ve wanted to write a song,
And I just did,
This is a song only your heart can hear.
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