To relate to suffering
is to understand
the heart of the world
to write of it
becomes the union of humanity

When you caught my eye from across the room,
little did I know you would be my doom,
How could a smile be laced with such sadness,
the act of loving you is clearly pure madness,
every time I get near, you push me away,
but when night falls it is with you that I lay,
time passes so slowly when I'm in your arms,
but you keep yourself distanced, you hold up your guard,
the battle within me has turned into war,
How can you miss something that was never yours?

I can feel it in the room

Can you keep a peace of tenderness aside for me, *please?
I think I'll be arriving on the late train into town.

As far as the feelings I throw out around You, Sweet
I never meant You any harm when I've trembled your ground.

I can feel it in the room

I move with purpose even when I know not what it is
I'm torn between my world of thoughtless visions and fantasy.

I've longed to pull You closer into me for You to see what I can see
We can start to lay the majik down and feel it in
your room.