The Words Inside

I lay dreaming in my bed
I search for meaning
in every little word you said
what's mine is yours and what's yours is mine
open up and don't you draw down those blinds

Years of learning to play it tough
there was nothing to gain from all that macho stuff
break down the doors and break some rules
broken hearts are only for the love sick fools

Here I sit with my poisoned pen
my words are tainted by the pitiful plight of men
I live in riddles, I love in rhymes
I keep my heart hidden
somewhere in between the lines

So give me time and give me space
give me a moment and I'll erase
all my weakness and all my pride
then maybe I can find the words inside

Maybe I, some sweet day
can take these ropes and chains
and through them all clean away
Maybe I'll clear my mind
then maybe I can find the words inside

Published May 24, 2011 Write a comment
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John X. McCullagh
very musical
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DavidPaulley
Very good write KW.
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mitch
Hi KW - these really work as lyrics! I can hear Coldplay in the words... Mitch
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