Finding the HeartThe Bright Light In A Field Of BlackFinding the Heart
Every morning the day starts out with a cry for nothing, To fall back asleep and forget the world. But slowly that feeling goes away and is replaced with a longing, At first you don't know what you're longing for, The shower that you think will relax your aching muscles, Only burns as you find that the feeling can't be forgotten. Your mood turns sour as you try to find what it is your wanting. But you only get so far, It takes a very special person to pull you out, And as she steps out of her car, Your heart lifts, And the darkn
