reach out and touch my soul the flames in me burn hot as coal
I have the token I paid the toll
you do not yet know your role so you slow down
you lift me up, knock me around why must I always play the clown?
I mend the tattered fabric of my heart on the other side of town your heart sees mine like a tunnel throughout time we communicate through movement and love through pantomime
I find it difficult to let it go a few months have never seemed so long ago