Riding the Spirits
*When We Fall *
You don't see me how I really am;
You just see me.
You don't remember what I am;
You just remember.
You don't seem to hear what I
actually have to say;
But you hear me.
Can I call you my hope;Can it be
you you hear me?
Is there justice in believing or
has my focus been bent?
Is my lot up for rent?
Tell me there's time to turn this
kaleidescope into a better dimension.
Tell me there's time...
To feel the calming winds blow in
our direction.
You remember me.I've felt it.
You can see me; I sense it.
You MUST hear me. I know I've heard
you.
So,tell me,is it such treason; Do you
really need a reason...
To believe in season?
Fall
with
me...
I'll catch you.
G.M.Key original copyright 1996{revised edition2003}
You just see me.
You don't remember what I am;
You just remember.
You don't seem to hear what I
actually have to say;
But you hear me.
Can I call you my hope;Can it be
you you hear me?
Is there justice in believing or
has my focus been bent?
Is my lot up for rent?
Tell me there's time to turn this
kaleidescope into a better dimension.
Tell me there's time...
To feel the calming winds blow in
our direction.
You remember me.I've felt it.
You can see me; I sense it.
You MUST hear me. I know I've heard
you.
So,tell me,is it such treason; Do you
really need a reason...
To believe in season?
Fall
with
me...
I'll catch you.
G.M.Key original copyright 1996{revised edition2003}
