as if on a carousel
we held tightly on
as we spun
around around around
until we both came
tumbling, tumbling together
unto we hit the ground.

maybe i'm just homesick
and i miss your face
intertwined with the city lights.
or maybe i'm just lonesome
searching for meaning
when it's late at night.

I have to grow up
like the flower
has to bloom
before it can
flourish in the sun.

I have to learn
how to walk
like a baby
before I can
run toward the sun.

I have to grow up.

I want to watch the sun set;
to watch the day turn to night.

I want to discover new love;
to feel the fear turn into an embrace.

I want to watch the sun rise;
to watch the darkness turn to light,

I want to awake tomorrow, knowing;
to remember this time, to remember this place.

I had
a dream
you
were
standing
in a field
with flowers
in your
hands.

I had
a dream
we
were
flying
as if
birds
in a
flock.

three
little
words
I never
embraced
until
it was
too late.

i'm standing at
the edge

and the world is at
my feet

and it's waiting right under
my nose

just waiting for me
to leap

hold my hand dear i'm
getting wet feet and
i know it has been
awhile, quite awhile
but you make me want to
feel the way i used to
feel all over again.

some things
never change
maybe we can
start all over again

maybe
maybe not

some people
never change
so maybe we can

maybe
maybe not

you are the sea
and the waves
that pull me
under

you are the sun
and the moon
that set
and rise
to greet me
whenever i pass
through another day

you are my life
and my world
that pull me
under.