Spinning and swirling with the winds of change
as the sun shines down on my tired face
Nods and smiles from people passing by
this is my time and this is my place
Who are we if not for our love
what drives life to be worth living
How can we cope with the sands of time
how can we go on without forgiving
So many things that are easy to hold on to
so many tears we never cried
But what fills the voids of empty promises
what relights the flame that has died
If not for ourselves then for who
do we squirm and struggle and fight
We trust in the freedom that we know awaits us
We must have faith, for this tunnel ends in light
Apr 7, 2010
Apr 7, 2010 at 4:47 PM UTC
Spinning and swirling with the winds of change
as the sun shines down on my tired face
Nods and smiles from people passing by
this is my time and this is my place
Who are we if not for our love
what drives life to be worth living
How can we cope with the sands of time
how can we go on without forgiving
So many things that are easy to hold on to
so many tears we never cried
But what fills the voids of empty promises
what relights the flame that has died
If not for ourselves then for who
do we squirm and struggle and fight
We trust in the freedom that we know awaits us
We must have faith, for this tunnel ends in light