This is a place I am not alone
Wind whistles and I do not cry
as time floods through the overgrown grass
that envelopes my naked knees

I stand on this hill
Poised for love to paint me
in to its folds of memories
and eternally weeping hold

Now is my time to live
to enter the ranks of those
who walk each day with
the confidence to exist softly

I built a home within
this ever bleeding heart that
will always exist for you
my long lost love I will never know

You are my stranger fixed
on a point in time I can't find
The one I can never meet is
the one I will always love

So I am planted with these roots
that happily search the soil
for a purchase to grow from
as I wait above for everything