He's a writer,
He pours his heart on to the page.
The broken pieces make up the lines,
Of pain, love and age.
All the missing pieces?
They fill in the rage
It's a shame his wisdom doesn't shine through
Then he might just write about you
He's a dreamer
He fills the world with his soul
The cup runs over with his secrets and desire
To love, to live, to share
All that he feels he lacks
It torments him so
It's a shame not everyone understands
Or they may just write about him
He's a lover
He doesn't want to fight
He wants to dream and write
Fill the world with happiness and words
Words of love, of laughter
Of poetry
And wherever comes after
It's a shame you can't see
Because his love was lost to me
He's a fighter
Who knows only how to love
He wants to court and woo
Fill a heart with tender dreams
Unseen horizons and happiness
Life complete
And whatever comes after
It's a shame we can't find
The way to ease his gentle mind
He is all of these
And yet he is nothing
Everything
All encompassing
Take a good look into his soul
I'm not sure what YOU will see
But I see a mirror looking inside of me
Deep to the core of my being
It would be a shame if you dont look too
The reflection will show the best part of you
He is part of you
And yet none of you
All your hopes
And your everything
Look deeply within your heart
Tell me what you think you see
For he is every part of you
That you wish to be
Take a long and lasting look
Take out your quill, let's write this book
Well, Quin said he had writers block.
I said "Here, I'll help you out, write with me"
This is what we created... Enjoy! :)
(Pffft, writers block? Yea right!)
