Mar 2015
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You are that special place
where my heart tends to fly
and I can be anything I chose
Where prying eyes don’t matter
as I dance like an idiot
on a street corner downtown
Or pick up a baby sparrow
returning it to its nest
in the midst of a war
I can climb a tree
in the park to get a better view
of yesterday’s sunset
Hail a yellow cab
with my eyes closed
to take us anywhere we’ve never been
Open a door
and pull out your chair
in the middle of a hockey game
Or shout loudly “I adore you”
in the reference section
of the local library
These thoughts may be a little absurd
but I am trying to make a point,
so you know how I feel because…
You are that special place
where I can be me
*and know I will be loved anyway
You are that special place
where my heart tends to fly
and I can be anything I chose
Where prying eyes don’t matter
as I dance like an idiot
on a street corner downtown
Or pick up a baby sparrow
returning it to its nest
in the midst of a war
I can climb a tree
in the park to get a better view
of yesterday’s sunset
Hail a yellow cab
with my eyes closed
to take us anywhere we’ve never been
Open a door
and pull out your chair
in the middle of a hockey game
Or shout loudly “I adore you”
in the reference section
of the local library
These thoughts may be a little absurd
but I am trying to make a point,
so you know how I feel because…
You are that special place
where I can be me
*and know I will be loved anyway
