It's in there, somewhere;
the heart I wanted to give you.
And out there, somewhere;
you are waiting to receive it.

Turning inward, I weep no tears
and speak no words
nor weave broken memories together
from spools of light.

Turning inward, I wander
and I watch
and wait for you to pull me out.

It's in there, somewhere;
the verse that was made for you.
And out there, somewhere;
You wonder what I have to say.