by higman
Songs
running through my head
they’re just songs. telling stories of the lives
of everyday people
daughters, husbands & wives
With the eyes to see
what lives and breathes
what loves and cries
about what’s good and wrong the words I say to you
just come out as songs
Nothing in this world is lacking in inspiration
I only wish I could transpose what I hear playin
the melody of a living celebration
that nothing but love composes within
Songs if you could only hear the songs when my heart whispers near with its dears & fears of our lives to show what it means to live and breathe
Its the songs of you and me
