From the Blue, Hearts Under the Moon
And sometimes...
There just aren't any words. To say
What you feel. what you know. in your heart of hearts. In you
Hesitate. Flip it around in your skull. In your chest. Day by day,
You wait. Just to see. What will come, out of the blue...
And yes, it comes out of the blue.
All at once. All in a glance.
You try to hold, held back by fear.
You just want to dance.
You want just to be here.
Drawing lines in the sand...
And they are washed away by the blue.
It flutters down,
Pure as a dove,
Without a sound,
In creeps . . . .
There just aren't any words. To say
What you feel. what you know. in your heart of hearts. In you
Hesitate. Flip it around in your skull. In your chest. Day by day,
You wait. Just to see. What will come, out of the blue...
And yes, it comes out of the blue.
All at once. All in a glance.
You try to hold, held back by fear.
You just want to dance.
You want just to be here.
Drawing lines in the sand...
And they are washed away by the blue.
It flutters down,
Pure as a dove,
Without a sound,
In creeps . . . .