You came by the house last Tuesday
To give your condolences
Seems like everyone knows about the sorry condition of my heart
I was built strong, could hold up under a hurricane
But what do you do with a strong foundation when it's rocked by an earthquake?
My smile told you I was doing ok
Tortured eyes tell you something different
I could see the war on your face, in your ringing hands
Do I stay and sit with her in silence or walk away?
Just because I see in shades of gray does not mean I am blind
To the rich green of deep summer outside my doorway
Give me another week and I'll be fine
Something about my wavering voice tells other wise
Ready to know again the story of the sky and sun
Bringing life back to the dead earth
Awakening again frozen passages of my heart