pot of gold

He's the kind of guy that makes you cry
Thinks his heart is safe in the sand
You wonder if he's blind; so much turmoil inside
You can feel it when you're holding his hand

And he's lost in the dark; he keeps missing his mark
He can't seem to find his way home
He can't light the spark; he's so far from the mark
But no matter how far he may roam

I will still be there

And can you really see in the dark?
You swear the rainbow's an arc
So sure there's a pot of gold
You keep looking everywhere you're told

You think it's cause you're bold
But you're still stuck inside this mold...

You're the kind of guy who looks at the sky
And only sees your possibilities
You're missing the moon, with the sun in your eye
Have you ever spent time on your knees

Taking in their beauty?

You're lost in the dark; you keep missing your mark
Are you sure that you know the way home?
You can't light the spark; you're so far from the mark
But no matter how far you may roam

I will still be there

Can you really see in the dark?
You swear the rainbow's an arc
So sure there's a pot of gold
You keep looking everywhere you're told

You think it's cause you're bold
But you're still stuck inside this mold...

You know we're all so small
No need to build this wall
In the end it's gonna fall
And I'm waiting through it all

Think a maze will keep me out?
I will still be there

Your pot of gold...

Traces of Time

(Yes, another song, jotted down on paper while waiting in line at the gun and knife show on Feb.28 2009, then stuffed in a pocket of mine, and found again).

If I were yours and you were mine
Our love would erase the traces of time
If love were a poem and ours was a line
You and I would create the perfect rhyme

If you were the king, and I the pauper
Would you listen to me for a bowl full of copper?
Could you put a price on my life and my song?
If you turned me away would you know you'd done wrong?
Would you follow me over mountain and sea?
Knowing you could be all you wanted to be.
And to follow your dreams is to live and be free

When I am yours and you are mine
Our love will erase the traces of time
Only one can create a love so divine
Only I can erase the traces of time

And if I am the King, and you the pauper
How much more would I give than a bowl full of copper
I wouldn't put a price on your life and your song
I wouldn't turn me away even though you've done wrong...
I am leading you over mountains and sea.
Knowing you will be all I made you to be
And I have given you dreams, so live and be free.

Forgetting all that lies behind...
I am erasing for you the traces of time.

(*ynthia