There's a story in your eyes
and written on your skin
of the things that you've seen
and done, battles lost, and won
There's a story in the silence
after you have spoken
words that you leave sleeping
while in your heart hope
and wonder and want wither
There's a story in the footsteps
long ago swept away
the ghost of them linger
whispering, begging you to stay
There's a story in the starlight
and when the moon rides high
of things lost and forgotten
waiting to be found
buried in our hearts and minds
like treasure in the ground
Jul 13, 2011
Jul 13, 2011 at 12:26 PM UTC
There's a story in your eyes
and written on your skin
of the things that you've seen
and done, battles lost, and won
There's a story in the silence
after you have spoken
words that you leave sleeping
while in your heart hope
and wonder and want wither
There's a story in the footsteps
long ago swept away
the ghost of them linger
whispering, begging you to stay
There's a story in the starlight
and when the moon rides high
of things lost and forgotten
waiting to be found
buried in our hearts and minds
like treasure in the ground