You hurt me so bad And though I have the right I still care enough To not turn out the lights

Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here

I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know

Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools

One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.

Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.

I see a bee pollinate a flower I see a girl dance to her favorite… I see two men swing and dissolve I see a wolf thin a herd I see You, being You, just to be…

I am a simple, joyful man Without a thing you’d call a plan I bounce around and bump into What I would call my Katmandu

Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love

What if I watched with no judgement or saw without shame, nurtured your essence behind drawn shades?

You think I’ve got it all figured… I don’t know what’s more wrong I’ve only seen just a glimpse of… You’ve been Her all along

I am not an actor That is plain to see I am just a shepherd Tending to his sheep Try to keep them safe from

Caught a glance Just by chance And it somehow moved me Head snapped Thunder clapped