I want to get inside your head...
See the world through your eyes...
Touch the ground with your feet...
Only then can I understand.
Forgive yourself…
For your sins.
Forgive yourself…
For being fragile.
You are only mortal.
Forgive me…
For not answering your burning question.
Forgive me…
For I cannot answer.
Forgive…
I know so little…
I’m trying to understand.

I could write a thousand words,
Still it wouldn't be near, close,
Run around the whole great globe,
Dress you up in all that gold.

I could live a thousand lifes
Still won't find what is behind,
Those three words that are so strong,
Simple, louder than we know.

I could learn a thousand rhymes
From the poems in my mind,
Still won't find what is behind,
Those three words, and what they hide.

I could try, still never close,
I'm declared : forever lost.
I would never be near, so,
Here they are: 'I love you'....so

Show me the road to her heart
Even if I have to play notes from a harp
For her not to depart
Show me the way
The array of mysteries
She holds in her strands of hair
Leading to her mind
Give me a way to freeze time to get it right
Or give me a machine to fix the poisoning things I've done  
Show me a trail to pick
Show me a way to a woman's heart
Give me some tips to make her forget
The way I've chosen has dug me into a pit
Teach me a conjuring trick to conquer her thoughts
Who knew getting to her heart would be this hard
A man needs help to a women's heart

I wish I got amnesia,
because every time that I see her,
I remember that I love her.

I'm a born leader,
But I'd follow her into the fire.
There's nobody above her.

I wish I got amnesia,
because every time that I see her,
I remember that I need her.

Sailboat on a purple sea
Yellow skies are all she sees
Lonely Captain at the helm
Lord o’er all her ocean realm.

Sailboat on a purple sea
Sailing through Eternity
The yellow skies reveal her ardor
Searching for inlet or harbor.
Where she can safely drop her anchor
Without hostility or rancor
Stay forever, or a day
If on a whim she sails away.
To search again for other shores
Unmindful of the ocean’s mores.
Sometimes storms impede her course
Fill her journey with remorse
Thunder sounds a deaf’ning roar
Through driving rain, can’t see the shore
Lightning bolts around her flash
As if to call the Captain brash
For thinking that she has control
Over purple ocean’s vitriol.

If ever she regrets her plight
When yellow skies turn dark at night
And midnight storms have lead to loss
She rights the ship and bears the cross
And waits for morning dawn to break
Sun through last night’s rain will make
A rainbow reaching far away
Certainly it will show the way
To steer her sailboat that day.

Sailboat on a purple sea
Yellow skies are all she sees
Buoyant Captain at the helm
Lord o’er all her ocean realm.
PwL 04/21/15

hello thank you for calling the brain service line
where we help you fix your mind in time for a rhyme
what can I do for you?

Yes thank you got taking my call
I'm flustered you see, I don't know what to do at all
see my brain and heart are on two different pages
I go from happy to lonely to flying onto irrelevant rages

Ohh yes we've been flooded with your problem lately
we don't have a solution that can work
Well can you give me advice?
Maybe...

I'd advise trying to focus on life itself
but my heart keeps desiring someone with which to build an empire of wealth
well I can't help you sir, but I wish you good luck
thanks ma'am, I'm gloomy as ****