My Singer
Most of the time
I'm okay
No thoughts seem
To get in the way
But there are times
When I think of you
Of how your voice
Takes away my blues
I'll close my eyes
And begin to smile
Listening to your words
Getting lost for awhile
No matter the song
The feeling's the same
Happy, sad, love or not
Either way, it's just a game
Your voice heals me
Though you'll never know
Its in the way you sing
The tone, the flow
Your feelings for me
I know are true
But they are not the same
For... I love you.
