The Light

Her eyes could have only been born of this ocean
Delph blue, longing and weepy, they want me so much to want you
All wrapped up beside you and winded after you’ve taken me
My mind’s roaming free, dozing, dazing, drifting out of this evening
With a verse so sweetly sung
And to a world we’ve longed to come
But somehow we are not one
And all her lavender meadows, so fragrant and beautiful
And at your dining room table, the sun falls on my face so warm
And all the turbulent highways I’ve taken to get here
To you in this home in this moment, for that I am grateful
Though this house feels like an old lost song
That calls for me to play along
Somehow I don’t belong
The night lit by moon, the day sun
Oh baby, I’m wondering how come
The light is nearly gone
Her soul could have only been born of a wild oak
So far reaching and swaying and free, but stands stoically alone
When the skies come apart, she leans over so helpless and cowering
Until the storms come to cease and somehow she’s the only one standing
And though we’ve grown so close, my love
And though these nights we’ve spent so many of
A part of me is numb
Her eyes look up to me, so open and true
Our window’s in perfect clear view
That somehow I can’t see through